Money Meech

Ye ye yeah yeah yeah
It's Wesley in this motherfucking building nigga turn me up (Turn me up)
Yeah yeah I'm 'bout to turn up in this bitch
'Cause these niggaz don't be hearing me bro
On my mama bro
I just fucked her ass with her feet up
She sucking my dick told her reload
Talk to me nice I'm a freak hoe
She be clapping that ass like The Beatles
She like I don't talk to niggaz they weirdos
Then she got on her knees I put my meat out
I get nasty when I'm in them draws
We be fucking her nigga don't know
If I finish I pass to the bros
She asking If she cute I don't know
I don't fuck with no niggaz I don't talk to nobody
I'm stacking my chips, I'm out making my money
I'm stuck to this game like a maniac
If I talk to you then you lucky enough
'Cause I'm a big dog and you a puppy
I don't make no noise. I just be popping up
I just be chilling and making money
But these niggaz jealous and started beefing
We walk around with machetes' and forties
Like them niggaz from uk and I ain't capping
Fucking with me imma send your ass to heaven
Me and my niggaz we grave diggers and your name won't worth a spit
After I fuck your bitch I just came to the booth dripping
Cause I be balling like I'm money Meech
Still I need a rollie on my wrist switching lanes in that ghini
I know I ain't there. you can't beat me
Switching flows like my hoes
She like my flaws
But I need a bad gyal bad gyal like riri