Lil' Zane

Lil' Zane - M.o.n.e.y. lyrics

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What? What? 

Money stretch 

Lil' Zane, what'cha saying? 

ATL's finest, what? What? 



Man you can check my lifestyle 

And see that I'm quite wild 

Seven twenty-eight night child 

Universal and versatile 

You study my style 

Trying to live spiritual 

And y'all looking now 

I can see right now 

Y'all will never understand me 

I call my best friend my family until they cross me 

Alcohol and weed cost me 

So I limit it 

Running niggas over like Emmitt did without a squad 

Drag you about a hundred yards 

Many bumps and scars 

Pull out in the hottest cars with my entourage 

Smoke more L's than Debarge 

With connects worldwide like Macintosh 

I practice living large 

Niggas out of town don't understand these kids (say what?) 

Niggas comin' to get me can't find where I live 

I got two or three cribs stack the mill in the mill 

Y'all get none of this dough shit y'all fiends stay ill 



Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

It's not a game 

Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

Now throw your hands up 



Name rings up in Hollywood 

But I'mma true nigga, I'mma stay Hollyhood 

I never change, might be a little busy though 

A little nigga from a big ass city yo 

I love the dough 

Give me hits, give me more chips 

I stay legit so the feds can't tell me shit 

I came in with nothing to lose 

Now I put my heart into making you move 

I'm far flung 

And the charts say I'm number one 

You number two nigga 

Check on the Billboard 

Who under who nigga? 

Far from an amateur, a money maker 

Leave your chick alone with me 

I bet I'll take her 

The game's taught me one thing 

Don't let her break you 

Money make the world go 'round 

And the girls go down 

And even paralyzed niggas gonna feel me now 

For you nerds that study my words, ya heard 



Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

(None of us fuck around) 

Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

Now throw your hands up 



You steady being on the corner right 

Niggas ain't seen me in a while 

You probably thought I died 

You devils love to see a nigga down and teary eyed 

I call you idiot cause you don't know me really yet 

I'm from the ghetto and getting dough is all I know 

I'm on the low 

I'm a mystery to 5-0 

Cause they don't know 

Damn my check is caught in studio 

Business is lovely, see me in the videos 

Bitches wanna fuck me 

Worldwide nigga ride 

I'mma about to go to where some people call the other side 

And live my life in paradise, keep my family tight 

But I can't keep the way I'm going 

If the dough ain't right 

My last days I can't live my life inside a cage 

I'm getting money and you hataz don't do nothing for me 

Either you with me or against me 

Nigga let it show 

I get the dough non-stop when the track's hot 

And you know 

What? Now what? 

I ain't even gonna rhyme no more 

Y'all get the picture 



Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down 

Money stretch like a rubber band 

So wrap the grands up 

Catz got beef with me 

Go call your menz up 

Coming up unexpected 

Fucking your plans up 

Bustin' rounds lay it down
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Language: English

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