D-Boy Money Songtext

VIP, waiters non-stop with the killer's shot.
Real wounded, long skirts, tight pants, what a view,
Tired of my old bitch, might just get me something new.
One night with a pimp, no strings,
Bitch of my dreams and a big cabaline

With D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money.

He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money, He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money.

D-boy money and you close it on a black top,
My niggers in the cope town, closing on a shop,
Italy, take a break, put that shit with my brick,
See, I made it to the club, you go hit me a bitch.
And she all in my pocket trying to see if I'm rich
And I'm standing steady balling while I'm all in the bitch.
And I'm getting, getting, getting, getting all type of shit,
You motherfucking bad bitch standing on my shit.

He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money.

Up in that D-boy money, yeah, I'm selling it bad,
My niggers in the bizz up with a more flat rat,
I smoke strait blunts you know I smoke no sats,
If nigger got a problem, chop ‘em, busting on their ass,
Got mind on my money, money on my mind,
You nigger cropping that ball on that D-boy grind,
While you're getting there stop and they try to hate you
You know we getting cash, we flip a lot away.

He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money,
He got that D-boy money,
We want that D-boy money.