Money Dance Songtext
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[feat. One Chance]
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Right off top money go in the air
And she said it didn't matter if it go in her hair
If your shoes cost a thousand then I'm blowing a pair
I throw five over here and throw the rest over there
Yeah, homie I done got my own shit
Rollin' through your stop signs where you going bitch
Holla at my nigga Boogie and Brownsville
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Right off top money go in the air
And she said it didn't matter if it go in her hair
If your shoes cost a thousand then I'm blowing a pair
I throw five over here and throw the rest over there
Yeah, homie I done got my own shit
Rollin' through your stop signs where you going bitch
Holla at my nigga Boogie and Brownsville
Like I done turn my New York accent
Ahhhh shit!
What's the deally son, really son
It's the nigga Teddy Pain illy son, feel me son
That's all I'm hearing when I come to the east
Plus I got the beast niggas when it comes to the beast
Young Fyre, Bishop Jones and especially me
I cook anything that come to me especially beef
Check the 6th and 7th letter of the alphabet and trust me dawg
You don't wanna F with a G
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like... And they be like...
[Verse 2:]
It's alot of ways to get bread, and get doe
I'm a get it till I get dead, shit no
Hold out'cha palm get'cha shit read
I explode on a nigga make his fit red (so-woo)
What up crip what it's hitting like?
Soul pound and my niggas yasimelike
Errbody in the hood throw it up blah
I'm a be for a while I done figured it out
Got a little less wack and a little more oh my Jesus
I don't care what'chu think nigga hold your thesis
Tap dance on em hold my sneakers
And all you niggas want piece of the pie there is no mo pizza
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like...
And they be like...
Ahhhh shit!
What's the deally son, really son
It's the nigga Teddy Pain illy son, feel me son
That's all I'm hearing when I come to the east
Plus I got the beast niggas when it comes to the beast
Young Fyre, Bishop Jones and especially me
I cook anything that come to me especially beef
Check the 6th and 7th letter of the alphabet and trust me dawg
You don't wanna F with a G
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like... And they be like...
[Verse 2:]
It's alot of ways to get bread, and get doe
I'm a get it till I get dead, shit no
Hold out'cha palm get'cha shit read
I explode on a nigga make his fit red (so-woo)
What up crip what it's hitting like?
Soul pound and my niggas yasimelike
Errbody in the hood throw it up blah
I'm a be for a while I done figured it out
Got a little less wack and a little more oh my Jesus
I don't care what'chu think nigga hold your thesis
Tap dance on em hold my sneakers
And all you niggas want piece of the pie there is no mo pizza
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like...
And they be like...
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