money talks lyrics – flipmode squad

yeah, see, see, nowadays, young n*gg*s get allot of money
see, the fact is that young n*gg*s, is self employed, now
we livin’ in a time-frame, where it? s all big business
we gotta understand that the young n*gg*s, is runnin’ big business
this is how we gon do it, check it out

before i sing another song, ha
n*gg*, owe me money, i take away your belonging, ha
no prolonging, hoo
’till you give me my money you see me every mornin’, ha

got somethin’ wicked for all the n*gg*s, you callin’, ha
f*ck with the stallin’, ha
split a n*gg*, till his sh*t, leave him a little boy, hoo

watch a n*gg*, crawlin’, ha
pay my money or you better keep, you hall in, ha
dig up, on my, get money, n*gg*s, so keep fallin’, ha
cheers makin’ you happy, keepin’ your bubble pourin’, ha

gettin’ money on corners or even if you tourin’, hoo
older cats used to do the big money, scorin’
now they, once upon time, money, n*gg*s who start fallin’, hoo

n*gg*s, wanna *n*lyze my money like a hawk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
a lotta’ jealous n*gg*s, wanna see me outlined in chalk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t

flipmode, get money, stay holdin’ down the fort
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
bless every livin’ soul, we got playin’ the money sport
money talks, bullsh*t won? t

i work so hard to get what i got, number one spot
now, i? m hot, hot, hot
(what?, what?)
i? m hot, hot, hot

what?, what?
i? m hot, hot, hot, yeah
mansion and a yacht, baby blue nav in the lot
ice on my hands, i got future plans, travelin’ to distant lands
a hundred g’, cash, money comin’ out my *ss, first to first cl*ss

now, i? m a rap n*gg*, livin’ like fast
keep my enemies close, watch what i gross
that? s why i pack my toast, nowadays cats, adios, uno, dos
you fall off and you can? t come back
you get the hit single, your alb*m sound, wack
i give you the leeway, you sound like us, rock like us
squad like us, yeah

n*gg*s, wanna *n*lyze my money like a hawk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
a lotta’ jealous n*gg*s, wanna see me outlined in chalk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t

flipmode, get money, stay holdin’ down the fort
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
bless every livin’ soul, we got playin’ the money sport
money talks, bullsh*t won? t

n*gg*s killin’ me, talkin’ that, ‘hope you don? t change’, sh*t
h*ll, yeah, b*tch, from the door, i get on some mad gear, sh*t
type vibe, carry studs in my ear, sh*t
who the f*ck type ‘yellin’?, say ‘crud sellin’
ain? t said, ‘hi’, in years think i? ma pay they bail and
the nine-eight, people get this right
i be a diamond in the rough like the arabian night

goin’ after, ends only keepin’ friends
makin’ they own moves, drivin’ their own benz
i? m supposed to change, you just didn? t
stuck in low income homes, blamin’ clinton
b*tch like me, gon rock till my last batch of breath
with a grade full of ascap checks

n*gg*s, wanna *n*lyze my money like a hawk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
a lotta’ jealous n*gg*s, wanna see me outlined in chalk
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
flipmode, get money, stay holdin’ down the fort

money talks, bullsh*t won? t
bless every livin’ soul, we got playin’ the money sport
money talks, bullsh*t won? t
corporate n*gg*s want my money, gotta take me to court

yo, spliff doin things, pursuin’ things, i? m gettin’ money
chop the hand of the man, who try to take from me
my guns go ‘pow’ from brook to moscow
tear a hole in your biddad for messin’ wit my triddad
stack ones into lump sums, you know the motto
see me on your block with black rob throwin’ bottles

i? ma hard act to follow, love girls that swallow
so crazy, i don? t know where i? ma be at tomorrow
yeah, i heard that money talks, so i wrote this commentary
every move that i make for sure is monetary
our squad, legendary, i? ma b*mp it, till you hear me
spliff, doin’ love scenes on big screens with halle berry

see, it? s a serious, serious, serious thing, now
big business, allows young n*gg*s, to comfortably eat
every motherf*cking day, now, hee hee, aight
struggle process is now kept to a minimum, hee hee

yeah, i think i? m about to go buy me a couple of motherf*cking
sneakers, a couple bags of weed, a motherf*cking, 500s-98cl, version
and a couple of b*tches, ah ha ha

/ flipmode squad lyrics