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Haystak - You Got Money lyrics
* send corrections to the typist Money makes the world spin Hahahaha Yo part 2, for all my true fans who know that money makes the world spin Not to mention the improvments in their girlfrields Hahaha [Haystak] Ohh, I've been intertwined On the grind since '89 Tryin to get my shit tight No I had to come right Wrote rhyme by the midnight moonlight Waitin for the lime light Life in the blue light Killer weed, bud light make me love life No option know I had to come tight Work extra hard because I was white But that's the way it be Float like a pit-bull held my ground To strong boy to control me now Had alot of mother fuckers tryin to hold me down They aint got no love for me Dotted my I's crossed my T's ??? throwin salt at me No apologies is my falasife I say fuck em fag got no love for me Ima puff some weed, sip some crown Keep my game face on when I chase em down And ill flip a pound, sell some coke Do what ever I can do when I'm broke And I don't condone selling dope to get money But when you got a kid, its hungry It lays in the crib and it cries and cries That's the kind of shit that makes you die inside [HOOK 2x] Money makes the world spin You got, you got money [whoodie whoo, whoodie whoo] Got you caught up on the block?? and you cant quit You either got it or you aint shit [Haystak] Live in the ranks and its all a son?? No compromise it was all or none Dirt was done, money was made Now everybody ride on them twenty inch blades Bling blingn diamond shinen Then they wonder why they get indicted Why they doin the time I be doin the mass So when I see em in the club all I got up and laughed From Nashville to Fort Lauderdale Houston Texas to the ATL From the Frisco Bay to the NYC We even push units in Germany I Louisville I got a gang of fans Its just a matter of time before we go to Japan I kept my pen to the pad, eyes on the prize ??? In a 747 floating threw the clouds Nothing like the feeling to finally touch down Make me damn near want to kiss the ground Cause it feels so good to be back in town But third day I be gone again When your hot your hot And when your not your not From re-sale to cd-sale Its a long way you feel me [HOOK 2x] Money makes the world spin You got, you got money [whoodie whoo, whoodie whoo] Got you caught up on the block?? and you cant quit You either got it or you aint shit [Haystak] I come, come, completely different then any other mother fucker You must got me mixed up with another mother fucker Got a baby on the way Try to stack some cash Or maybe run up in the bank with a black ski mask Call my old connection get back in the streets Go to work in the trunk start packin the heat Get indicted again, go to the pen Don't get to come home till my little kids ten And then how can I be a man to them Know when I fucked up on my beliefs and a banded them So I suppress temptation and continued to work hard Stop before I go to sleep and thank god For saving me Everything he gave me Protecting me when I was a baby Keepin me from diein in them crooked ass streets Keep me from gettin caught up with the punk ass freaks Went to a funeral just last week Seen teardrops roll down OG's cheeks Seems like we loose one every couple of weeks I got a lot of homeboys six feet deep [HOOK till end] Money makes the world spin You got, you got money [whoodie whoo, whoodie whoo] Got you caught up on the block?? and you cant quit You either got it or you aint shit Ya what's up its Haystak bein innovative, creative Aint gettin my dough ya dig, yeah Money makes the world spin, spin, spin, spin |
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