Money Man – Money Man Perry lyrics

[Hook]
Lil mama got body lil mama got smarts
I took her home and I ripped her apart
Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts
Already rich I'ma trap for the art
Already high I just smoke for the taste
Ain't got no L's I took 12 on a chase
30k cpn that came from chase
I swear you won't believe how much I made
Ain't tryna go broke So I gotta save
Chevron plastic I swipe for a chain
Then got a BP card and did the same
Where's the gold credit I got a free soda
Then got a lil bitch and she bent it over
Can't let you play me I'm not a controller
All of these flavors I'm plug like a motor
She on my dick I got hoes on my scrotum
I'm on these Runtz and this shit is so potent
Burnin' on oreos no not the cookies
But I just bust down a bale with cookies
I'm eating lunch with your bitch playing footsie
Thousand pounds load man that shit was a doozy
Citrus OG man this shit tastin' fruity
She left her boyfriend she said he a goofy
Money Man Perry my life is a movie


[Verse 1]
Money Man Perry my life is a movie
My girl booty juicy my soldiers salutin'
The OG is fruity the weed is a hybrid
This car don't need gas so this car is a hybrid
Lost a partner to violence that shit had me cryin'
I always be recordin' so I ain't got time
Had to turn that bitch down cause I know the attention
That fold out truck with the big boy extension
The ESV Escalade that shit extended
My money be tall that shit ain't no midget
My bitch pussy water she fuck me exquisite
I pull in Tesla's I pull up in Fiskers
I run up that money I run up them digits
If you not a real one then you look suspicious
She swallow my semen she say it nutricious
I'm tryna get rich so I hustle relentless
Yeah
I sell weed at my school I ain't care about no physics
Yeah,yeah
I got hoes from the past Textin' Tyson I miss you
Yeah,yeah
I got friends I grew up with and now they got issues
Yeah
I gotta let that motherfucker breathe I can keep going but bring that motherfuckin' hook in
Yeah


[Hook]
Lil mama got body lil mama got smarts
I took her home and I ripped her apart
Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts
Already rich I'ma trap for the art
I'm already high I just smoke for the taste
Ain't got no L's I took 12 on a chase
30 can't see me they kept on chasin'
I swear you won't believe how much I made
They tryna' go grow So I gotta save
Chevron plastic I swipe for a chain
Then got a BP card and did the same
Where's the good credit I got a free suit
Then got a lil bitch and she bent it over
Can't let you play me I'm not a controller
All of these flavors I'm plug like a motor
She on my dick I got hoes on my scrotum
I'm on these runtz and this shit is so potent
Burnin' on oreos no not the cookies
But I just bust down a bale with cookies
I'm eating lunch with your bitch playing footsie
Thousand pounds load man that shit was a doozy
Citrus OG man this shit tastin' fruity
She left her boyfriend she said he a goofy
Money Man Perry my life is a movie