Money (feat. pon2mik & Simsima) - Daly

Pôtoprince! Matinik! Anmwé! Six balles adan barilé 24 hè adan an jounin An sanfouté di jou férié An sèl life ke nou minm ni Nou pa ni tan pou nou dômi Nou té ja fout kônin Chadamazo nou kônin Dèyè mic la an ka fè dégâts? Les mains en l'air pou yo! Respekté pou yo! Si nou ka fèy sé pou nou travay Nou pa ni tan po dômi Ba yo thune toute la nuit Trap'la ka ba mwen bon feeling Bando bando izi Good life my nigga Ka fly my nigga Champagne rosé my nigga Sé bruh bruh bruh Na fè bon é pou nou travay Chadamazo and Mad General Lè tan la té mové an kontynué fèy An ka konté chak jou an pa ka dômi donk an pa konnet pon réveil Ou la ka karé sa'w ka sôti Dèmin mwen ja dégaré sa la veille An ni avoka ka bosé An ni avoka ka pousé Ou la ka toussé An pa ka atenn yo vansé mwen bouré Lè yo trétéw kon bondyé Dèmin sé vou premyé yo ka kloué An pé pa konté kombyen nèg la ka atenn mwen échoué An ja di yo mwen pa ka tremblé Apré 4 croisée yo la ka kouté yo la ka kryé Anmwé! Anmwé! Nigga! Lè la nou vinn pou représenté dans life'la Anmwé! Port au Prince, Fôd'Frans kapital Anmwé! Chadamazo! Haïti, Mada, Gwada réseau Manjé riddim la kon sadomaso Nou té ja fout kônin Chadamaso nou kônin Dèyè mic la an ka fè dégâts? Les mains en l'air pou yo! Respekté pou yo! Si nou ka fèy sé pou nou travay Na fè bon é pou nou travay Anmwé! Chadamazo and Mad General! Nou té ja fout kônin General Crew Good Life Anmwé! Chadamazo! Kalash! Big up! Haïti Matinik nou la!

Grr C'mon! (Go) Ain't no such thing as enough money, I want it all A nigga showing me how to go get it, that's something I can't recall (what?) How you never did nothing for me but tell me one for all? "How the fuck you run up all them Ms without a Adderall?" (uh) That's what they ask me, came up from nothing now I'm established (made) Reach for these karats and get your ears stretched, silly rabbit (played) I'm a dog, all bite, no bark (grr), no fear in my heart Lambo truck with the stars, I paid two hundred some' large Money, bitches, and chains (ice), niggas jacking the slang Rose gold Rollie the only thing 'bout me plain (piping) Rolls-Royce Cullinan today 'cause it might rain (c'mon) That shit came with an umbrella, trap jumping like Coachella (woo) I'm sipping on some clean, half my money still dirty (woah) They know I got a bitch, but these hoes still flirting (so?) I'm in the field pissed, feel like Mike Vick, I'm quarter backing We be talking slick, so charges don't stick, never lacking (c'mon) Money, money, money (uh), bitches, bitches, bitches (what?) All these fucking killers, but the jail's full of snitches (snitches) A dollar ain't got a fucking thing to do with riches Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is (woo, c'mon) Money, money, money (money), bitches, bitches, bitches (bitches) All these fucking killers, but the jail's full of snitches (snitches) A dollar ain't got a fucking thing to do with riches Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is (woo) When the dog get hungry, the dog gon' eat That's when I slide my plate right under a nigga feet Like the lines in the road, I get down in the street Come through like "brrap," put them cats to sleep Stay with the heat, cook niggas (uh), shook niggas (uh) Me and mine come through, we nothing but crook niggas (uh, uh) We off the hook, nigga (what up?), everybody strip (yeah) Everybody get down 'cause my niggas flip (raow) On Jake niggas, fake niggas, snake niggas (uh) Make niggas rape niggas, I hate niggas (uh) Talking that riffraff, get back (what?) They call me "Extortion", nigga, I get half (woo) Money, money, money (money), bitches, bitches, bitches (bitches) All these fucking killers, but the jail's full of snitches (snitches) A dollar ain't got a fucking thing to do with riches Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is (c'mon) Money, money, money (money), bitches, bitches, bitches (bitches) All these fucking killers (c'mon), but the jail's full of snitches (what?) A dollar ain't got a fucking thing to do with riches Say cheese, now I got pictures of what a bitch is

Money money money Money money money Money money money Hey, hey, everyday, day I hustle, everyday I'm getting money If her pussy good, everyday I'm spending money Throw it in the bag, throw it in the bag I ain't got credit but your dog got cash Money money money, stay out of my lane Your team running laps, my team run the game This is America, ain't shit free I need my money tall, at least six three Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Wake up in the morning, take a money shower Now I'm smelling like money, got the money and the power Bad boy money, Martin and Will My face good money, they should put me on the bill I pioneered the jets and the yachts and the shoppers Crushing model chicks throwing minks on the toddlers NASDAQ money, Dow Jones, homes Money money money, motherfucker, daddy's home Cash Money, Young Money, Bad Boy Money Shorty said I boss, never throw toy money So, blah, blah, make that thing Bounce with these hundred dollar bills Now I'm getting money, I ball I remember I had no money at all Now I'm so shallow, name brand apparel I'm in that new, new, everyday wanna battle Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Clap for that money like the booty on shorty then Ya'll just keep clapping, studio audience Told her stretch it out like she do it in the And bust it, bust it, bust it like she snuck a Glock .40 in Daddy gon' show you how a store feel I got millions of ways, young Married to the money, faithful to the millions Got my money up safe as up in ceilings