Charli Baltimore - Money Lyrics
For the love of what...Uh huh, untertainmentCharli dangerousH-class, little eUhh uhhVerse one: charli baltimoreI dont know if its the pretty face or the expensive tasteThat got everybody wantin to touch me like caseFeels so good like mase, to pull overAnywhere I want, diplomats on the roverThe way I put it on a nigga soberI have em comin back, knockin on my door like johovasYall already know that charlis in chargeWeekly massage, platnuim and gold carsMoney stashed in ny to witchitawAnd I stay with my niggas cause you know how *****es areAggy, cause they baby daddy wanna bag meThats why I never leave home without the 44Yall hoes cant do nothin to meI got this game wrapped like a dubeePinned up in what?Charli rappin about, I really gotAnd it aint that Im stuck on myself, Im really hotChorusFor the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)For the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (really need it, yeah)Verse two: charli baltimoreYo yo yo, gimme the moneyRich ***** be swimmin in moneyI need jet skis in mind, cant tease a dimeLookin in the mirror, feeling pleased with the shineLady rolex for the time, the class is sWear the ice on the bra of my chestWhen the money aint right I go far to the leftNiggas wanna play games then charli directWanna long kiss goodnight, dont hold ya breath*****es know Im the shit with my mac lipstickCrushin the player haters with a purple navigatorShoes alligator, my bag is tooIf I was broke like you, I would be mad like youBut you can come work for charli, a boss with a bodyAsk anybody, I could take over gottiPoo by the poo while you just another hottieNiggas roll bricks thatll stay if its nottyChorusFor the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)For the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (really need it, yeah)Verse three: charli baltimoreUh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist leavin no traceCause shit for no charli will be in the breifcaseYeah long kiss goodnight, baltimore get it rightFor the cash, pop out the window and shoot through the iceAint no love here, just the black gloves hereCheck it, and I dont get by with nothin I cant leave in 30 secondsBut my kids, they think mommy a teacherThey dont know, for the love of thisI make the whole world tre` doughBingo, get em ready for school like nothing happenHeres a apple for the teacher, tell em mommy said hiBet he wont fail you no more, one more f and he dieEven with my nails done, I can take guns apart sonSo when they come lookin for this reporter broke unDealt with birds, but I had to move onBut for none of these I tatto the little p-pac on my armAsk un how the ones be when he advance me doughSo I put out mines and tell dawg keep yours yoFor real...ChorusFor the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)For the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (really need it, yeah)For the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)For the love of money (dollar bills yall)For the love of money (really need it, yeah)
