Money Dont Matter Lyrics

by Lloyd Banks

(Hook)
I got my hands on all of the girl ,
And I'm rocking her world and she loves me,
You can buy everything she loves
But you keep on hers, with your money
She won't eat when she fucking with me
I got up in the big getting nasty
I got a second always down her knee
I got it up for free
All the envy
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(Verse)
Mister I ain't never gave a fuck about a girl
I'm ghetto ,I'm thorough ,I'm dripping my burrow
I'm out of my mind, girl my mind's on dinero
Probably thinking I'm the one
Tight a rod with the zeros,
Zeroed up, I only hit change I don't hit no slut
Red rose matching my clothes don't need no cup
Headphones , shade on my zone she won't shut up
Dead tone throw in my phone and rolling up
I'm getting to the paper, that's why I can't take you
You mix business with pleasure, it's riding down to danger
Girl never mind the minor, 'cause I'ma do it major
They fine but you finer and I'm hotter than that laser
Lay 20 bitches down,stomp their pussy
You gon' have to peel it off the ground
I wanna knock 'em down though I will it with my crown
It's just me and you nobody here to hear the sound
It gets scary when I pound,now

(Hook)
I got my hands on all of the girl ,
And I'm rocking her world and she loves me,
You can buy everything she loves
But you keep on hers, with your money
She won't eat when she fucking with me
I got up in the big getting nasty
I got a second always down her knee
I got it up for free
All the envy

(Verse)
Cuffing on he comes with a black cash
She at that you get money, you can clap pass
In a fat ass,
I like shaking it, you bottles and blight bags
Metal with the crew 22 bottles and smack fast
You will never appreciate nothing 'til you make it some
So keep it real with me,and keep it fake with them
Full phonebook , travel out of the state but none
She looking for a trick,than you a major one
Told her she's running out of town she bought me a watch
She know I beat her ass up she calls me the boss
Bad bitches like they norm they normally hot
You got a thousand cold songs they all give me props
My jewelry extra,light up the mood with these rocks
Glock bodyguard you niggers tow with the cops
You spending here never seen you at all when I shot
Keep your convoy, fast forward to grap, hot

(Hook)
I got my hands on all of the girl ,
And I'm rocking her world and she loves me,
You can buy everything she loves
But you keep on hers, with your money
She won't eat when she fucking with me
I got up in the big getting nasty
I got a second always down her knee
I got it up for free
All the envy

Lloyd Banks

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