Lyrics Trap Nav – Money Walk

Money Walk Lyrics – Trap Nav

Singer: Trap Nav
Title: Money Walk

[No way, Hozay
Woah
Yeah [Yeah
These n#gg#s be triflin’, they pockets on E

These n#gg#s be p#ss#, they ain’t f#cking with me
They already know but I’m drivin’ a T
Yeah, they coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
If she f#ck wit the opps, she ain’t for the team

Like A Boogie, I’m makin’ ‘em bleed
Yeah [Yeah], yeah [yeah], yeah [yeah], yeah [yeah], I’m mighty fatigued
30 bullets, yeah, he received
C6, I got the need for speed [Uh-huh, speed, speed

Let the chopper sing like TLC [Phew
Just told this hoe she ain’t worth 50 cent, b#tch, you know I’m a P-I-M-P
Yeah [Phew
These n#gg#s be triflin’, they pockets on E

These n#gg#s be p#ss#, they ain’t f#cking with me [Uh-huh
They already know but I’m drivin’ a T
Yeah, they coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
If she f#ck wit the opps, she ain’t for the team

Like A Boogie, I’m makin’ ‘em bleed
Yeah [Yeah
These n#gg#s be triflin’, they pockets on E
These n#gg#s be p#ss#, they ain’t f#cking with me

They already know but I’m drivin’ a T
Yeah, they coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
If she f#ck wit the opps, she ain’t for the team
Like A Boogie, I’m makin’ ‘em bleed

I do my money walk, I do not stop
I do my money walk, I do not stop
I do my money walk, I do my money walk
I do my money walk, I do my money walk

Ice, diamonds, you checking me out
He talkin’ all hard, just shut your mouth
Watch what you say, these n#gg#s will rat you out
Thanks for the blessin’ of this route

These n#gg#s know what I’m about
I ain’t worried, he shoots like he Curry
If we catch a opp, its gon get muddy
It’s D.I.A., yeah, dead in action

Bust down Rollie, avalanche
Old b#tch, average
And you know I’m gettin’ doubted, kid
And you know I’m gettin’ doubted, kid

You know I don’t give a sh#t
These n#gg#s be b#tches
Street n#gg#s gettin rags to riches
Uh, rags to riches

f#ckin’ this b#tch, her #ss gon’ clap
Why these n#gg#s be doubtin’ the facts?
.40 got a drum round its gon blast off
Walk down, no mask off

Like Glizzock, ill pop you like pain killa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I’m self-made, n#gg#
Yeah [Yeah
These n#gg#s be triflin’, they pockets on E

These n#gg#s be p#ss#, they ain’t f#cking with me
They already know but I’m drivin’ a T
Yeah, they coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
If she f#ck wit the opps, she ain’t for the team

Like A Boogie, I’m makin’ ‘em bleed
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