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Ooh la la, my moolah got me smoking on dat nu la la I piff too much and get too high Now, this weed it don’t do nada Money makes this world go round Man, I wish I wasn’t down But I like cute things That ish is euros, yens, and pounds When I come thru with the team All I wanna see is green Hunting stacks is so routine It got me feeling cheap I’m just tryna raise the roof Come peel me off the ceiling All I ever really wanted was healing and easy listening Hippy hoodrat, product of my environment If money grows on trees, then let me be a forest nymph Niggas looking at me must be thinking I’m nigger rich I’m sweet and salty, my whole lifestyle is just liquorice I’m a illa, I’m a sneak disser killer Hoe, please know I'm all about my cheese – quesadilla Fam ain’t got no scrilla, so I’m out here like a dealer With a one track mind, and you know I’m not a quitter Ooh la la, my moolah got me smoking on dat nu la la I piff too much and get too high Letras de cancionesNow, this weed it don’t do nada Money makes this world go round Man, I wish I wasn’t down But I like cute things That ish is euros, yens, and pounds When I come thru with the team All I wanna see is green Hunting stacks is so routine It got me feeling cheap I’m just tryna raise the roof Come peel me off the ceiling All I ever really wanted was healing and easy listening I on my Oli Twist, may I please have some more? My mind stays up in the sky, call it cloud storage Goons focused on they come ups, but that shit don’t sum up The roof I be raising in my house, sundown to sunup My weave dank and my weed long And I’m all day on that cheech and chong These fashion belts got you living wrong These niggas ain’t paying they child support They rather have money than water Low fat, an’t believe I’m so butter I get it from my mother I get that shit and I share with my brothers Ooh la la, my moolah got me smoking on dat nu la la I piff too much and get too high Now, this weed it don’t do nada Money makes this world go round Man, I wish I wasn’t down But I like cute things That ish is euros, yens, and pounds When I come thru with the team All I wanna see is green Hunting stacks is so routine It got me feeling cheap I’m just tryna raise the roof Come peel me off the ceiling All I ever really wanted was healing and easy listening I’m halfway up that hill Rolling out of the projects Falling out like Jack and Jill But no pail of water Just a couple stack of them bills They love me cuz I’m weird nigga But I don’t wanna feel Like reinventing that wheel of fortune I’m off it. I’m flawed but I’m flawless Just tryna keep my promise To stay being the strongest Man out in that field I just wanna feel real Ooh la la, my moolah got me smoking on dat nu la la I piff too much and get too high Now, this weed it don’t do nada Money makes this world go round Man, I wish I wasn’t down But I like cute things That ish is euros, yens, and pounds When I come thru with the team All I wanna see is green Hunting stacks is so routine It got me feeling cheap I’m just tryna raise the roof Come peel me off the ceiling All I ever really wanted was healing and easy listening From Letras Mania