Money Over Here Lyrics

Still Jones

Yeah

Cuz I got money on my mind

Money on my feet

I got money on my pocket

I got money on my Jeep

Got money over here

This is where you wanna be

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably Ayy

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

I got money in my pocket

I got money on my Jeep

Bitch there's money over here

This is where you wanna be

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

Now go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

Cuz you ain't balling unless you spending it

Nigga I'm really getting it

Getting rid of it quicker than the plug be giving it

Underarm pitching it quicker than you can picture it

Turn around and triple it

Nigga I'm back flipping it

Like gymnastics jumping out the gym magnificent

You dry I got the juice now

Watch me replenish it I'm getting it

Especially for cheap nigga you be getting it

But not better than me nigga

Never will be nigga

Don't ever compete nigga

I'll finish you off like you wasn't complete nigga

Fuck a beast nigga

After I chief on the purple haze

I go hard and flow weak

Seven days I'm getting it

Especially in different ways you be getting it

But working hard like a slave

On my way to get it I whip it just like a slave

If your bitch tryna get it I whip it right in her face

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

I got money in my pocket

I got money on my Jeep

Bitch there's money over here

This is where you wanna be

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

Now go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

My man's a clap that thing

I be screaming bravo

You flexing on these hoes

But you Johnny Bravo

Keep that music bumping like we hit a pothole

In smacked city

Like it's the only place that I know

Jones not Jim but we talking capo

Play macho Ill head hunt yo head honcho,

Draw the gun on that vato

Better than Picasso

Crack your taco, turn your head into a bunch of nachos

Pistol whip your bitch ass, give you cocotaso

Serve him up plain beef

Cuz he don't want no sauce though

Thought it was impossible

Till they got got

Pull up in that whip flawless

Like a quick shot

This big money got me feeling like a big shot

Tote tools I could open up a big lot

Split your wig and then open up a wig shop

Got niggas walking out with packages

Like this a gift shop

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

I got money in my pocket

I got money on my Jepp

Bitch there's money over here

This is where you wanna be

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Cuz I got money on my mind

Bitch I got money on my feet

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be