Full Lyrics : Gucci Mane Ft. Verse Simmonds - Money Rule The World

Be cool baby okay., eh b*tch come here, you out cha motherf*cking mind come here I ain't throwin my pay away the f*ck wrong with you b*tch. n*gga money don't grow on trees I work hard for this sh*t

You'll get lined up no day, use my head more then my dick keep my bank roll on my mind love my click more then my chick haters all over my sh*t then I slide more then I slip in and out then I dip all I been about was my grip

Treat my dinner like it's my last hoping the car don't crash cause I'm high and drunk the wine and skunk gots me off my ass.ask any motherf*ckas you want they know I'm hot I control the block and I hold the glock know just which words to use to get the hole pop

Lil n*ggas want doe or not they think I think I'm I'll I think they think the same fake n*ggas can't keep it real. soft n*ggas ganna wait their turn a real G ganna skip the line push you in the back and don't really care how you react cause he grip the 9.

n*gga I'm living fine, my car my crib is mine why should she have her piece I'm not the marriage kind.

(Nah)

Money rules the world, money rules the world (new year), money rules the world (same ol n*ggas, mind ona bank roll n*gga), money rules the world (you could sting the whole nation) money rules the world (it don't make anything cum hoes make money anything goes), money rules the world (2000 and 8 flow)

Pussy comes with paper cause paper rules the world one look at a good bank account hell make you lose your girl (come here). she looks good with no doe, I trick off on no hoe, my game tight you so so n*gga 

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