Lyrics Troy Ave – All About The Money

Troy Ave:
DJ’s gonna kill this part
Roofeeo on the beat, Troy Ave make the Cypher complete
Manolo!

Manolo Rose:
You never seen nothin like this
Splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy!
A nigga sleepin with your misses
Nigga call me Young ‘Melo ’cause scorin is my shit boy!
I’m CP3 ’cause I’ll be dishin and handlin the rock
Chef cookin with the pot boy!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!

Troy Ave:
I be in the hood drop regular
Toilet paper in my Porsche ’cause I’m shittin (‘Cause I’m ahittin)
94th and Willmohr in the kitchen (In the kitchen)
Cookin birds niggas sayin thanks for giving (Thanks for givin)
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm from the whippin (From the whippin)
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm from the whippin (From the whippin)
Won’t reply to you niggas sneak dissin (Sneak dissin)
Suck a dick when you see me know I’m grippin (B-B-BO!!!)

Manolo Rose:
You never seen nothin like this
Splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy!
A nigga sleepin with your misses
Nigga call me Young ‘Melo ’cause scorin is my shit boy!
I’m CP3 ’cause I’ll be dishin and handlin the rock

Troy Ave:
(No limit) to my money I should get a tank (UGHHHHH!!!!)
They walk me through the back enterin the bank (Chase!)
Base runnin (Aaron) so I’m giving (Hank) (Safe)
That’s a hit had him hit leave the nigga plankin (Your out!!!)
He got six feet, I got six figures (Figures)
Nothin less but six shot comin off the hipper (Hipper)
Life’s a trip, life a gamble, I’m a big chipper (Powder)
Thousand dollar hand wrist glitter bitch nigga!

Manolo Rose:
You never seen nothin like this
Splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy!
A nigga sleepin with your misses
Nigga call me Young ‘Melo ’cause scorin is my shit boy!
I’m CP3 ’cause I’ll be dishin and handlin the rock
Chef cookin with the pot boy!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!

Young Lito:
(Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems). B.I.G. said it best (Best)
If you got a problem with me better wear a vest (Vest)
A fully fuckin hot slug flyin out the Tec (Boom!)
I put a couple hot slugs all in your chest (B-B-BOOM!)
I be strapped like them white boys that climb rocks
One call I have a nigga in a pine box
Young Lito man I’m known for sellin dime rocks
My bitch a dime Bet I still a let a nine pop

Manolo Rose:
You never seen nothin like this
Splash brothers with the aim, I wish a nigga would boy!
A nigga sleepin with your misses
Nigga call me Young ‘Melo ’cause scorin is my shit boy!
I’m CP3 ’cause I’ll be dishin and handlin the rock
Chef cookin with the pot boy!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!
It’s all about the motherfuckin money!