Money On Money (feat. Future) (Explicit)
Young Thug"Money On Money (feat. Future) (Explicit)" es una canción de Young Thug, 2025, Pop. La canción dura 3:37, 84 lines / 652 words.
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0:16Money on money these millions ya dig?
0:18I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids
0:20I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz
0:22This ************ pink slip nigga no rent
0:24I don't want you goin' to do nothin'
0:25If I gotta be the one tell you to spin
0:28These **** niggas tellin' for nothin'
0:30And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend
0:33Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind
0:35I'on know the name of it
0:37****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning
0:38But I'on know the name of her
0:41She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him
0:42And it ****** his fame up
0:45We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud
0:49Mama you a thot I'on want shots
0:53Brother you a rat
0:54My brother
0:55Twin you a pack
0:57Running through Saks Louis V slacks
1:01Hermès trench swimming pool heated
1:05She ain't tryna eat it
1:06She ain't tryna what?
1:07Shawty you can beat it
1:09Drinkin' 2-liter ride a 2-seater ridin' with a eater
1:11Uh-huh beef
1:13Calling me papi I'm calling her mami and señorita
1:15Uh-huh yeah all of it
1:17I ain't being cocky but I been putting on ever since beepers
1:21**** me good the first day a nigga might keep her
1:23I might keep her good
1:25Blowing money fast like a ******* cheetah
1:27Damn he does good
1:29I been in the trenches filled with hyenas
1:33Bugatti Spider whippin' that ***** from the side
1:36Money on money these millions ya dig?
1:37I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids
1:39Puttin' this **** up for my kids
1:40I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz
1:41This ************ pink slip nigga no rent
1:44I don't want you goin' to do nothin'
1:45If I gotta be the one tell you to spin
1:48These **** niggas tellin' for nothin'
1:49And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend
1:51On God
1:53Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind
1:55I'on know the name of it
1:57****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning
1:58But I'on know the name of her
2:00What's her name?
2:01She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him
2:02And it ****** his fame up
2:05We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud
2:09You identify my ******* with APs
2:14She ain't got a AP she is not mine
2:16You cold he cold
2:19She belongs to the streets
2:22Spoiled lil' ***** wearin' a Patek rose gold snake she a baddie
2:26Transpo foreign go slatty doggin' out a ho like Shaggy
2:30Could've went Spec went Caddy pull up with the cutter we ready
2:34****** a opp ***** I'm petty iced out bolognese spaghetti
2:38First off gotta go baguetti talk less do more spinning
2:42Walk down ****'ll get drenchy turnt the whole city up litty
2:46Bad ***** could've went viddy Savage 21 killers
2:50Brabus riding witcha sister dog-a*s ho you a thotty
2:54Bruh turn cop new body twin you a rat you smoked
2:57Shoot 'em in the head you da GOAT could've went fed went broke
3:02Trap nigga living out the ocean the Phantom the Rolls I don't know
3:06The eaters go wherever I go
3:08Money on money these millions ya dig?
3:09I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids
3:12I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz
3:13This ************ pink slip nigga no rent
3:16I don't want you goin' to do nothin'
3:17If I gotta be the one tell you to spin
3:20These **** niggas tellin' for nothin'
3:21And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend
3:25Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind
3:27I'on know the name of it
3:29****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning
3:30But I'on know the name of her
3:33She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him
3:34And it ****** his fame up
3:37We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud
Money on money these millions ya dig? I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz This ************ pink slip nigga no rent I don't want you goin' to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These **** niggas tellin' for nothin' And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind I'on know the name of it ****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning But I'on know the name of her She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him And it ****** his fame up We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud Mama you a thot I'on want shots Brother you a rat My brother Twin you a pack Running through Saks Louis V slacks Hermès trench swimming pool heated She ain't tryna eat it She ain't tryna what? Shawty you can beat it Drinkin' 2-liter ride a 2-seater ridin' with a eater Uh-huh beef Calling me papi I'm calling her mami and señorita Uh-huh yeah all of it I ain't being cocky but I been putting on ever since beepers **** me good the first day a nigga might keep her I might keep her good Blowing money fast like a ******* cheetah Damn he does good I been in the trenches filled with hyenas Bugatti Spider whippin' that ***** from the side Money on money these millions ya dig? I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids Puttin' this **** up for my kids I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz This ************ pink slip nigga no rent I don't want you goin' to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These **** niggas tellin' for nothin' And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend On God Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind I'on know the name of it ****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning But I'on know the name of her What's her name? She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him And it ****** his fame up We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud You identify my ******* with APs She ain't got a AP she is not mine You cold he cold She belongs to the streets Spoiled lil' ***** wearin' a Patek rose gold snake she a baddie Transpo foreign go slatty doggin' out a ho like Shaggy Could've went Spec went Caddy pull up with the cutter we ready ****** a opp ***** I'm petty iced out bolognese spaghetti First off gotta go baguetti talk less do more spinning Walk down ****'ll get drenchy turnt the whole city up litty Bad ***** could've went viddy Savage 21 killers Brabus riding witcha sister dog-a*s ho you a thotty Bruh turn cop new body twin you a rat you smoked Shoot 'em in the head you da GOAT could've went fed went broke Trap nigga living out the ocean the Phantom the Rolls I don't know The eaters go wherever I go Money on money these millions ya dig? I'm spending this **** on my ***** and my kids I'm sittin' in the Bent not the Benz This ************ pink slip nigga no rent I don't want you goin' to do nothin' If I gotta be the one tell you to spin These **** niggas tellin' for nothin' And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend Drop-top Rolls Royce I'on know the kind I'on know the name of it ****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning But I'on know the name of her She told that p***y she don't know nun' about him And it ****** his fame up We want the same mud not the green my nigga the same mud
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