
talkin bout money - pnb rock lyrics
[chorus: pnb rock]
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
[verse 1: watts]
got your whole stash in my glove box
i don’t bring it out if i don’t spend it
riding with an uzi on my lap though
case a n*gga come try and get it
the plug say i got it, come and get it
i just need a half, tell him flip it
if it’s ’bout a couple extra digits
i’ma have to travel like [?]
hold up
lotta n*ggas broke, and i can see that
been getting money, best believe that
all that fake flexing, you can keep that
and you can pay me for a verse, but i don’t need that
i don’t need you lil n*ggas’ money
i don’t need you lil n*ggas’ checks
we got now, f*ck next
now keep hating, while my n*ggas flex
’cause we the real n*ggas with the money
them b*tches see me out, they tryna f*ck me
if you get in this [?] then you lucky
them n*ggas ain’t eating, , man, trust me
’cause we the real n*ggas with the dough
and we the real n*ggas getting low
and yeah, you might be pretty, girl, but you don’t get a penny, girl
i just keep it real with you, ho
[chorus: pnb rock]
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
[verse 2: pnb rock]
cash rules everything around me
so it’s only money that’s around me
dead p*ssy n*ggas , tryna tke my [?]
be 6 feet deep, lower than the ground be
pnb, n*gga, where they found me
all real n*ggas, no clowns, b
n*gga acting crazy, man, that n*gga fake crazy
i’ma show his ass crazy when i drown him
ain’t that funny
now let’s talk money
bankroll on me, all 50’s and hundreds
pulling off the lot, in the brand new foreign
got my ex b*tch mad, ’cause my new b*tch foreign
charging n*ggas up for a feature
turned your main ho into a tweeker
once a n*gga hit it, then i leave her
pull off, banging rnb 2 through the speakers
f*ck it, if it ain’t about money, n*gga
f*ck [?] tryna make a hundred billion
i need a new rari with the ceiling missing
til then, i’m chasing paper, man, it’s f*ck [?]
making bands off music and the bando
[?] need a lambo
i need more guns and more ammo
’cause i know these p*ssys, they gon’ tryna [?]
[chorus: pnb rock]
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
n*ggas keep talking ’bout money
they ain’t really making no money
when we see them n*ggas out, boy, it look like it’s a droubt, ’cause them n*ggas, they be bummy
i’m a real n*gga with the money
we them real n*ggas with the money
keep them shooters everywhere we go
dead n*gga, try to take it from us
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