Mr. Money Bags
de Shotgun Willy
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go (gunshot x3)
I tell em put it on my tab (Ah woah)
'Cause the IRS is coming for my ass (Ah woah)
Fuck them bitches, man I'm never payin' tax (Ah woah)
So much money call me Mr. money bags
Mr-Mr. Money
Baby I'mma ball, til I fall
Steady goin' off, of the wall
Does anybody know, who to call
Ay, let em know
The bank don’t stop
It don't stop, said gimmie gimmie
Gimme gimme more, gimme more, I'm obsessed, uh
Money on the floor, in my drawer, in my chest, uh
I don’t do my chores, anymore, I'm a mess, uh
Gimme gimme more, gimme more
You get less
I watch it come in abundance
They see me stuntin' and love it
Green in my hand, like a Muppet
Don’t give a fuck 'bout a budget
Now my dash at a hundred
Got Hand full of pesos
All this fuckin' cash like I married Jeff Bezos
Now look at me, I be hotter than a hundred degrees
Now look at me, like a dryer got the heat in my genes, uh
They said, that money doesn’t grow on trees, yuh
They said, the best things in life are free
I tell em put it on my tab, (Ah woah)
'Cause the IRS is coming for my ass, (Ah woah)
Fuck them bitches, man I'm never payin' tax, (Ah woah)
So much money call me Mr. money bags
Mr-Mr. Money
Baby I'mma ball, til I fall
Steady goin' off, of the wall
Does anybody know, who to call
Ay, let em know
The bank don’t stop
It don't stop, said gimmie gimmie
Dumb mofucka' gettin' money, feel like Forrest Gump
4 whores in my 4 door, when I'm showin' up
"Oh my God" said my payroll got your papa
Ghost in the garage, while my Phantom's at the opera
Now look at me, I be hotter than a hundred degrees
Now look at me, like a dryer got the heat in my genes, uh
They said, that money doesn’t grow on trees, yuh
They said, the best things in life are free
I tell em put it on my tab (Ah woah)
'Cause the IRS is coming for my ass, (Ah woah)
Fuck them bitches, man I'm never payin' tax (Ah woah)
So much money call me Mr. money bags
Mr-Mr. Money
Baby I'mma ball, til I fall
Steady goin' off, of the wall
Does anybody know, who to call
Ay, let em know
The bank don’t stop
It don't stop, said gimmie gimmie
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