Lyrics INVERMON – MONEY

MONEY Lyrics – INVERMON

Singer: INVERMON
Title: MONEY

“Money! Money! Money, hehe money
One minute it was there, the next, it’s nowhere to be found. Hah-
Eventually… I will be rich whether it’s my own money or through marriage {hysterical laugh}”
God made man. Man made money. Money make a n***a wanna make a couple Milly

Took her to the bank, now she aiming for the billy and her face fine silly but she acting like a bully cause she heard I got cash
I just made 40K; it’s not dash
Hard to be a loner when you aiming for the bag
I wanna make friends of friends of best of friends of friends of kin to Mike Adenuga’s bag

You say you get the bar, let’s get it
You say you know the money by name, come get me, let’s get it
Pull up with the pump, essketit
No, we don’t mumble; don’t fumble with the money, let’s get it

Wanna make bills uncanny but tonight I put the bills on Sammy. N***a, tell me you got it
Party in the grills, don’t @ me. Money on the hills legit? N***a, send me the addy
I wanna stack up. Wanna hit the party with a blood-red cup
Wanna hit it big like you hit a jackpot. Keep it cool, Jack Frost. I’ma get it, on God

I got the motivation of a crack addict. I’ma sniff out the green in a dark attic
Put in work on the go like a bad habit; get back, back, back, back at it
(g#dd#mn. I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God)
I’ma get the money, on God. Put that on Yahweh. Yeah you know I finna come through y’all way
Put it at the back of the mind; the back of the back of the mind that I’ma get it by the means like Malcom X

It’s my way. That foresight ain’t gone blind. Put your gaze out. Ready or not, I finna come through, space out. Ready to fight? Drop bar, I’ll rip a face out
Y’all just catch me outside going apes**t, nasty, foreign, dangerous. Money undercover like I’m Pablo;
Let’s go hard with the drip like Persian royals; semi-automatic when we come through looking like aliens
Matching armor; hella strong, hella brazy, hella h#rn#, hella green, hella faded, hella psycho, hella dumb, hella-

-hehe
(Damn. I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God)
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MONEY – English Translation

“Uang! Uang! Money, hehe money
One minute it was there, the next, it’s nowhere to be found. Hah-
Eventually… I will be rich whether it’s my own money or through marriage {hysterical laugh}”
God made man. Man made money. Money make a n***a wanna make a couple Milly

Took her to the bank, now she aiming for the billy and her face fine silly but she acting like a bully cause she heard I got cash
I just made 40K; it’s not dash
Hard to be a loner when you aiming for the bag
I wanna make friends of friends of best of friends of friends of kin to Mike Adenuga’s bag

You say you get the bar, let’s get it
You say you know the money by name, come get me, let’s get it
Pull up with the pump, essketit
No, we don’t mumble; don’t fumble with the money, let’s get it

Wanna make bills uncanny but tonight I put the bills on Sammy. N***a, tell me you got it
Party in the grills, don’t @ me. Money on the hills legit? N***a, send me the addy
I wanna stack up. Wanna hit the party with a blood-red cup
Wanna hit it big like you hit a jackpot. Keep it cool, Jack Frost. I’ma get it, on God

I got the motivation of a crack addict. I’ma sniff out the green in a dark attic
Put in work on the go like a bad habit; get back, back, back, back at it
(g#dd#mn. I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God)
I’ma get the money, on God. Put that on Yahweh. Yeah you know I finna come through y’all way
Put it at the back of the mind; the back of the back of the mind that I’ma get it by the means like Malcom X

Ini jalan saya. That foresight ain’t gone blind. Put your gaze out. Ready or not, I finna come through, space out. Ready to fight? Drop bar, I’ll rip a face out
Y’all just catch me outside going apes**t, nasty, foreign, dangerous. Money undercover like I’m Pablo;
Let’s go hard with the drip like Persian royals; semi-automatic when we come through looking like aliens
Matching armor; hella strong, hella brazy, hella h#rn#, hella green, hella faded, hella psycho, hella dumb, hella-

-hehe
(Damn. I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God

I’ma get the money, on God –
Get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God
I’ma get the money, on God –

Get the money, on God)
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Lyrics INVERMON – MONEY

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