The Click

The Click - Money Luv Us lyrics

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[The Click talking]

We taping.....

What it is...what it is...what it is

Ooh...bitch



[Hook x2: B-Legit]

We ain't in love with no money, the money love us

Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus

Up in Florida or in Georgia

Bitches love us, they adore us



[E-40]

Bitches (What) Greasies (What)

Hoes (What) Groupies (What)

Hoochies (What) Sluts (What)



[B-Legit]

What can they do, the pimpin' love us



[E-40]

Housekeepers, game thievers

Pop goes the pop pop pop pop

Heat misers, chest tuckers

High siders, game providers bitch



[B-Legit]

But they don't run from it they run to it

They knew it, I'm so true to it when I do it

I pursue it, cash it, I auction you off

Highest bidder get to hit her, bitch break mine off



[D-Shot]

Ha, and now I'm on the freeway

Perkin' like a motherfucker just got paid

Another night, rollin' like a playa do

Comin' through, gettin' my revenue



[Hook x2: B-Legit]

We ain't in love with no money, the money love us

Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus

Up in Florida or in Georgia

Bitches love us, they adore us



[B-Legit]

Sick to stomach when I do to a bitch, so don't trip

Thirteen hundred all up in her ass, that's where they fit

I run shit, the Sic-Wid-It dumb shit

Ya know I need that big bank roll bitch

I'm undercover, pop ya collar fo' the dollar

If ya hoes need a sponsor then bitch holla

I won't stop ya, I'll fit ya ass with a skirt

I'll make ya bring back the dirty work



[D-Shot]

We stopped into a place, a Louisville, Kentucky

I went to a gambling boat and lost all my money

I put my last five on the black

On the roulette tables, I broke ten right back



[Suga T]

I'm the best kept secret, mark it fucks up

But I won't get stuck

Keep a broad full of tricks

And my underground niggas do rock us

What you think, blinkity-blink

You act like yo shit don't stink

Hoodrat town, that bitch Suga T gotta come see me

Who you think you is

Hope ya don't think I won't pull the trigger

I fucks with some bigger figures

The Click you'll never get rid of

I'm a bad bitch, flip the script you a trick

On some boss shit worldwide ghetto bitch



[Hook: Suga T]

We ain't in love with the money, money love us

Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus

Up in Georgia or in Florida

Cincinnati the niggas love us



[E-40]

I be like all up in the Bank of America

About to regurgutate, talkin' criz-azy

Smellin' like beer

Makin' a deposit, large lump sums

Cussin' out the cashier

For comin' at me wrong, bitch I'm federal

I might get more than the man

In my hand, I stay with a cup

Some of my fans like again they life up

2000 Bentley on the dubs, on the car

Light brown Excursion, sport utility truck

You lil' miss scuzzies better open ya eyes and take a look

And keep em' open for my dictionary book

I spit a slang, a bang nigga, nigga

Full of straight game nigga



[Hook: B-Legit x2]

We ain't in love with no money, the money love us

Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus

Up in Florida or in Georgia

Bitches love us, they adore us



[The Click talking to fade]
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Language: English

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