P-Lo - Money Up Lyrics




Real motherfucka, check the resume
I can get stacks like Kennedy
I'm aimin' for the head like Kennedy
They always talking tough, but they been afraid
I-I-I ain't scared of shit, name motherfucka that compare to this
We doin' shows, they sold out
Got hella bad bitches don't know where to sit, uh
Heartbreak Gang, you can tell I rep that
These rappers is actin' like bitches, no way I can accept that
Come to my city, they say that I'm runnin' it
Fucked up that one bitch to hear her cum again
Uh
G-g-gamed up for my old heads
You talk about money, I know bread
These hoes tryna ride my coattail
Then tryna get in my hotel
Hoe this shit ain't free
Trickin ' on a hoe, man this shit ain't me
Everywhere I go, gotta bitch on me
I ain't play no games, this ain't GTA
Real motherfucka's wanna see me paid
Fake motherfucka's wanna see me laid, down
But I ain't never gone do it
Gold chains on, thought you knew it
She tryna tell me she don't suck dick, but I don't care hoe you blew it

Oh, when they talk about real, they talk about me
Gotta bad bitch right here, bet she won't leave
Got my money up, and I bet I'll make her go down (go down)
If you ain't know back then, bet you know now (bet you know now)
Keep it real motherfucka, I'm a real motherfucka
Keep it real mother fucka, I'm a real motherfucka ayeeee
Keep it real motherfucka, I'm a real motherfucka
Keep it real mother fucka, I'm a real motherfucka ayeeee

Back in the build, chasing a mill
Rappers be talkin', fuck how they feel
Always been real, you can check it
Gold Jesus on my necklace, never be sleep I be restin'
Been through the struggle, I've been tested
It's Heartbreak Gang, I'm invested
All broke bitches make an exit, uh
Get a hotel, yo girl topped me in it
Your hotel ain't got no lobby in it
You tryna call yo girl, but I'm, probably in it
And she love that shit, I treat her like she nothin' but you love that bitch
Probably never ever wanna cuff that bitch
You used to be the man, but you was that shit, oh
But it's me now, hoes used to diss me I can see now
Oh you trying to fuck? Hoe better catch me on the rebound
Hoe you can't play me, young and I'm wavy
There some hoes out there, tryna have my baby, uh
Keep it 2-player like Xbox, tell a hater to suck it like X-Pac
Finna get a rollie for my next watch
Lookin' for a house, that's my next cop
But that's real shit
Heartbreakers kill shit
Tell em hit the kill switch

Oh, when they talk about real, they talk about me
Gotta bad bitch right here, bet she won't leave
Got my money up, and I bet I'll make her go down (go down)
If you ain't know back then, bet you know now (bet you know now)
Keep it real motherfucka, I'm a real motherfucka
Keep it real mother fucka, I'm a real motherfucka ayeeee
Keep it real motherfucka, I'm a real motherfucka
Keep it real mother fucka, I'm a real motherfucka ayeeee





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