Omega Crosby - Money Lyrics
[Chorus]They hate it when you shine, yeaThey don't wanna see you grind, yeaAll these girls wanna be mine, yeaBut I ain't got time, yeaGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money oh[Verse 1]High as the moon, fly as a kiteShe want the pipe but she ain't the typeI love these checks, the money's my wifeNiggas be hatin, but that ain't my lifeI go ham on em, ham on emThey hate it when I stand on em, stand on emThey said I put that flame on em, flame on emThey sayin I done changed on em, changed on emNooo, same nigga same clique thoGet brilla, ***** *****es, takin pics thoI'm trappin out the bake they don't get it thoI see a real thick chica I'ma getta thoThey say I'm hella raw, well I'm from stanislausThey put a roof over my city I'm bout to tear it offI'm in that first class poppin bottles eatin toastIf you ain't gone follow why you likin all my posts[Chorus]They hate it when you shine, yeaThey don't wanna see you grind, yeaAll these girls wanna be mine, yeaBut I ain't got time, yeaGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money oh[Verse 2]Man I'm on that no sleep, eyes red hella goneThe models in my DM say I'm hella on, kill em allI just wanna gold faced rollie wit some diamondsLately I been really in them streets like a sidewalkIf come to a color I be chasin greenI put numbers on the board they ain't ever seenGoldie said if you wanna shmack do the footworkSo I used my brain bullets showed em how that book workAt the age of thirteen I was sellin dopeAt the age of fourteen I got my first noteAt the age of twenty one I was sellin hopeRay Charles I can't see myself bein brokeI live like erryday my birthdayI really drink champagne when im thirstayI flex on these hoes you can call it fitnessSo fresh I put plug it in outta business[Chorus]They hate it when you shine, yeaThey don't wanna see you grind, yeaAll these girls wanna be mine, yeaBut I ain't got time, yeaGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money oh[Verse 3]Sky is the limit, green light they can't stop meErrybody clones, everything I do they copyShoutout to my girl lay, I'm flyin out to LACelebrate at all times but we dont do holidayWhat if we, what if we, shut up on the down playWhy you bein a negative Nancy no HollowayI swear I dont know these hoes it must be a thursdayI'm dope spittin flames I treat beats like an ashtray[Chorus]They hate it when you shine, yeaThey don't wanna see you grind, yeaAll these girls wanna be mine, yeaBut I ain't got time, yeaGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money ohGet money, get money oh
