Charli Baltimore - Money lyrics

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Verse One: Charli Baltimore

I don't know if it's the pretty face or the expensive taste

That got everybody wantin' to touch me like Case

Feels So Good like Mase to pull over

Anywhere I want diplomats on the Rover

The way I put it on a nigga sober

I have 'em comin' back knockin' on my door like Johovas

Ya'll already know that Charli's in charge

Weekly massage, platnuim and gold cars

Money stashed in NY to Witchitaw

And I stay with my niggas cause you know how bitches are

Aggy, cause they baby daddy wanna bag me

That's why I never leave home without the 44

Ya'll hoes can't do nothin' to me

I got this game wrapped like a dubee

Pinned up in what?

Charli rappin' about, I really got

And it ain't that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot

Chorus

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (really need it, yeah)

Verse Two: Charli Baltimore

Yo yo yo, gimme the money

Rich bitch be swimmin' in money

I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime

Lookin' in the mirror, feeling pleased with the shine

Lady Rolex for the time, the class is "S"

Wear the ice on the bra of my chest

When the money ain't right I go far to the left

Niggas wanna play games then Charli direct

Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath

Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick

Crushin' the player haters with a purple navigator

Shoes alligator, my bag is too

If I was broke like you, I would be mad like you

But you can come work for Charli, a boss with a body

Ask anybody, I could take over Gotti

Poo by the poo while you just another hottie

Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty

Chorus

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (really need it, yeah)

Verse Three: Charli Baltimore

Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist leavin' no trace

Cause shit for no Charli will be in the breifcase

Yeah Long Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right

For the cash, pop out the window and shoot through the ice

Ain't no love here, just the black gloves here

Check it, and I don't get by with nothin' I can't leave in 30 seconds

But my kids, they think mommy a teacher

They don't know, for the love of this

I make the whole world tre' dough

Bingo, get 'em ready for school like nothing happen

Here's a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said "Hi"

Bet he won't fail you no more, one more "F" and he die

Even with my nails done, I can take guns apart son

So when they come lookin' for this reporter broke Un

Dealt with birds, but I had to move on

But for none of these I tatto the little P-pac on my arm

Ask Un how the ones be when he advance me dough

So I put out mines and tell dawg keep yours yo

For real...

Chorus

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (really need it, yeah)

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)

For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)

For the love of money (really need it, yeah