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[Gucci Mane:] I'm on my way to see my PO I ain't talkin the probation office Talkin bout my PO box they just sent me 3 million dollars (What the fuck that mean nigga?) All my hoes go to the beauty parlor Bought my ma a house today I'll buy my auntie one tomorrow I just left the phantom lot I didn't do no paper work 300 k my paper work just like the new boys I'm a jerk You bring your girl you're feelings hurt Cause like R Kelly I'm a flirt I got work like Baby n dem ghetto boy like Face n dem It ain't no mistaken him Hottest boys out Drake or him Me Juice Mane and Wocka n dem Ride around with choppas pimp So how the hell you top a blimp you water boy lil wampa whimp There's no limit next to Gucci money just ask Silk the Shocker dem Burglar bars around the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the morning Later in the evening I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping Letras de canciones I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's) I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin [Rick Ross:] All about my money nigga run with my monopoly Money my philosophy Cocaine on my property Yeah that bitch a stripper but there so much she can offer me Gave me the connect he send the say sayers off of me Money build my confidence Shawty show your competence Before I get another bitch cause I be on some other shit Higher than a mother ship Louie in my 7 trae Gucci in my other shit Gucci pass the other clip 30 rounds then I'm a dip I can make a hummer flip I can make 100 flip That's one bahamas trip Make your momma strip I'm bout that dead prez So for the bread I make you play a game of simon says Burglar bars around the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the morning Later in the evening I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's) I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin [Gucci Mane:] Like batman robbin we be floggin mobbing inside Aston Martins Beg your pardon Gucci darling More checks than a czechoslavian What's your mother fucking problem? Ross and Gucci I'm a rob em How you gonna rob the robbers? Can't harm us got too much armor We got so much jewelry on We can make your vision dizzy Give your ass a charm or chain or watch it make your fingers pissy [Rick Ross:] Damn it boi I'm spillin chrissy Yellow bitches blowing kisses Ricky Ross about them digits On the stage or in the kitchen (Boss) Burglar bars around the door (word) My country boys they want some more (birds) Early in the morning Later in the evening I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's) I'm all about the money (36 O's) Don't make me send my goons to gunnin From Letras Mania