Max B

Disturbia Money
[talkin: Max B] Let's get it You ain't ready for this shit sexy That techno shit (disco) French! This a whole notha loop her babe [Verse 1: Max B] Stacks in the Gucci store Stacks in the louis store To the movies or, Why ya bitch wanna do me 4? Do me more Get real wavey Ride that dick like a hoopty, slow Baby wanna come back home Maxy please I don't want that no Think u got me girl? Not me girl I'm the one that rock me worl Max got lots a girls Lots a pearls No a nigga that's the twirl Nigga I ain't givin you shit Step up ya game Baby make it sound so plain Letras de cancionesI don't wanna do this shit no more I ain't tryna do this shit no more [Chorus x2: Max B] This bitch here think I'm in love But I want her money money She got that quarter million dolla kinda money money She won't fucc u she don't love u She just want ya money money And I c u window shoppin Cusz ya money funny [Verse 2: French Montana] Play with my feelings I Shoot ya punk ass My money also Bitch you should know so Now, now, now If I need it I'm a get it Now I got it it's sold Got them p's that e got tha sour that snow 1 hoe for you one hoe 4 me It's the maccaroni with tha cheese Baby crackin it's stoppin U dnt need no luggage well take you shoppin Nope We dnt do tha rebok with tha straps In talkin asian provocateur Little rock like Arkansas C they love to hate us We we underated but neva unpaid I'm bout my money money Homie wilin down in dallas Crusin down in houston Sippin surup Coke plate niggas so sincere [Chorus x2: Max B] From Letras Mania