Video Got Money de Jonathan Davis And The Sfa 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Jonathan Davis And The Sfa - Got Money Lyrics

If you got money, and you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (yeahhh)

If you get mugged from everyone you see
Then hang over the wall of the Vip like
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a away

I was bouncin through the club she love the way I ditty bop
I see his girlfriend hatin like a city cop
Now I aint never been a chicken but my fitted cocked
Said I aint never been a chicken but my semi cocked
Now where ya bar at?...I'm tryin run it out

And we so bout it bout it, now what are you bout?
Dj showed them love, he said my name when the music stop
Young money Lil Jd, then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flood
I make it all back tomorrow don't worry

Yeahhh Young Jd on then hoes
Aka Mr. Make it rain on them hoes
If you got money (yeah), and you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like (yeah)

This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (yeahhh)
If you gettin mugged from everybody you see (yeah)
Then hang over the wall of the Vip like (come on)

This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way
It go 1 for the money, 2 for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bankroll

Yeah, like some clap in lights in this bitch
Ima be clappin all night in this bitch
It's nothing, to a big dog
And I am a Great Dane, I wear 8 chains
I mean so much ice, they yell "Skate J"

She wanna fuck Weezy
She wanna rape me!
If you got money (and Ima let her), and you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket (yeah) and show it
Then throw it like (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (yeahhh)
If you gettin mugged (yeahhh) from everybody you see (huh)
Then hang over the wall of the Vip like

Ok it's young Jd on them hoes
Aka Mr. Make it rain on them hoes
Like yeahhh, and everyone say
Mr. Rain Man can we have a rainy day
Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella

Ella, Ella, Ella, Ay!!!
Bitch aint shit but a hoe and a trick
But you know it aint trickin if you got it
You know we aint fuckin, if you not thick
And ill cool your ass down if you think you hot shit

So Rolex watch this I do it four five six
My click-clack go the black fo fifth
And just like it I blow that shit
Cuz, bitch I'm the bomb like Tick, Tick

(Biatch!)
If you got money (yeah), and you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it
Then throw it like (yeah)

This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way (yeahhh)

If you gettin mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the Vip like (come on)

This a way (uh huh)
That a way (uh huh)
This a way (uh huh)
That a way

Yeahhh it's Young Jd on them hoes
Aka Mr. Make it rain on them hoes
Yeahhh young Jd on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes
Like yeah
Aka Mr. Make it rain on them hoes...