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 drip

Got money over here

This is where you wanna be

If there was money over there

Then that's where I'd probably be

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 G

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

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 cheek

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

And smack city

Like it's the only place that I know

Jones not Jim

But we talking capo

Play macho

I hit honcho, hit 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 pocorazos

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

Talk tools

I could open up a big loss

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 G

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