Fred The Godson Money Lyrics

[Intro: sample]
(Heatmakerz, crack music)
Without money, what would we do?
We've got our little idea to see what's going on
Listen! Money is the root of all evil
But ain't nothing evil about money!
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got, I got, I got, I got, money!

[Verse 1]
Ah, I need a gray six
Balling, might see me with Steven A. Smith
Picture me workin' the day shift
Makin', minimal wage, man I couldn't pay shit
Nigga, I got bills
I turn 40 to 80, I got skills
You push this rock, and we'll we work
Miami Cuban over the Rocawear shirt
Denims to match, think I just painted the stack
Dependin' if I'm offended, die when I finish this rap
Now where the bread at? That's where Fred at
Double XL freshman, it's special Ed rap
Strip club chain I'm in
Through the president inner ear
Stripper's singin', "It's raining men"
Look son, bro, walk 'em out, dummy!
My name Fred the God, and we're talkin' 'bout
[Chorus: sample]
Money, money, money, money
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got, I got, I got, I got Money, money, money, money
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got, I got, I got, I got
Money

[Verse 2]
Beemer park it, then I get on a carpet
She's sexy like Adina
She's leaning in Neiman Marcus
I'm showing you I'm the best
When you not local
They throw you American Express
Next king of New York, know I'm a clear shot
She never seen a half a man spent on a brazier top
I'm standin' here, watch
Been ballin' since Mark Jackson, still doing the ten drop
Now I'm sittin' on the yacht seat
Couple old school niggas we playing yachtze
White linen, seen how I killed it, autopsies
Make more than you off of coke spots and oxies
Sick Cuban, Jesus piece flooded
Russell Simmons seen it and thought it was Rick Rubin
And now labels know the flow is real
Like how I dress it up, now let's close the deal
[Chorus: sample]
Money, money, money, money
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got, I got, I got, I got
Money, money, money, money
I got, I got, I got, I got
I got, I got, I got, I got
Money