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Emerson Windy - Money Up Lyrics

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  • Hook:
  • I got these diamonds all in my chains
  • Haters wanna know where I got my money from
  • My money from
  • My money from
  • My money from
  • Ain’t never been a lame (aye)
  • Life still the same, just got my money up
  • My money up
  • My money up (now we bout to spend)
  • Bout to hit the club until we smash out
  • Buying up the bar until we pass out (money up)
  • I’m know I’m star until I cash out
  • I got my money up
  • My money up
  • My money up
  • My money up
  • Verse One (2 Chainz)
  • Lyrics unavailable
  • (Hook)
  • Second Verse (Emerson Windy)
  • (Oside)
  • I got these diamonds all in my grill hoe
  • I keep Benjamins in my billfold
  • My family’s what I kill for
  • They call me Emerson Windy ***** you know
  • Hip hop is what I do it for
  • Put a milli up on that YouTube
  • I’m on the airwaves I get airplay
  • They call airplanes, I’m famous (Awww Yeah)
  • Whoop
  • Don’t blame me, that’s the way the O raised me
  • I’m a baller baby, I do what I like so that’s why you’ll never change me
  • See I can grab my nuts while you boo-hoo and that’s something you can’t do
  • You mad at me? You should be mad at god cuz that’s the way the dude made you
  • One ring, two ring, pinky ring three
  • I’m from the west coast where them niggas ride on them gold Ds on 3s
  • I got these diamonds all in my chain
  • I got loud, I got dope for sale
  • They call me Windy Boy, that Weedman
  • I hand to hand my dope, Awww Yeah
  • Windy
  • (Hook)
  • Third Verse (Hofa Bang)
  • Now why they hating on me
  • Wave hi on my hiatus
  • Bag ya ***** just like a bag of chips
  • Give her greasy lips
  • Then I frito lay it
  • Stack chips, I chase cheese
  • Like Chester Cheetah with cheesy fingers
  • Now hold up
  • Wait one second
  • You need to ketchup (catch up)
  • Scary nigga you a chicken finger
  • Now put yo tail between your legs and hide your head like and ostrich (oh yeah)
  • I’m on one like a toilet bowl that I’m shittin on sitting on the potty
  • Your money’s so underage that it needs a baby sitter
  • And if your jealousy had a flavor
  • It would probably have the twangy taste of mixed salt and vinegar
  • Now ask Carmen San Diego where the fuq is your money (oh yeah)
  • On the same place where unicorns live
  • And that rare as hell in Never Land
  • On a magic school bus with Peter Pan
  • Money old like Puff the Dragon
  • Make a wish
  • Close your eyes
  • And blow my dick like a birthday candle
  • (Hook)

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