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 YOUNG JEEZY - I Got Money Lyrics

[verse 1]
all i no is the sky is blue and the coupe is new, if ya moneys right the coke is white, the birds fly south every year in the night, gotta get it how u
live motha fuck them hataz, get um, im get um off like hot patatas, good morning vietnam yeah we tryin to earn stripes, get jammed up of one can cost u ya
whole life, deaam, so say goodnight to the bad guy, fresh pair of 87 jeans im so fly, my seats are suede my luggage is louie, and every bitch in the
projects wanna do me, snowmans the name 100 grand on the chain

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me, cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money [cause i got money]

[verse 2 [Jeezy]]
the chevys sittin so high but the rims sit lowwwww, i got um from baileys, CTE thats the label that pays me, i own that so i pay myself [haha] being brokes
bad for my health nyquill green 26 inches greenbriar mall pulled 26 bitches, make a quick stop serve 9 hoes, these are my confessions, im a sucker for
clothes,that paper stack up if u let it, but i keep fukin up i gotta shoe fettish, bad habits im in ? every week, 50 pairs or new nikes aint cheap, u know
i gotta get the cap to match, new era shit I A town to that throw the bags in the trunk right back to the trap.

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me,cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money [cause i got money, haha]

[verse 3 [T.I]]
see me in the drive off 30 down town evning houston, it cought a flat tire had to leave it in houston, then ran out of gas in the blue GT, the minute we
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leave i cop the new GT, so now balla wouldnt call cought him livin a lie, u cant help to spend it pimpin if u gettin it right, listen if u be gettin what
i be gettin tonight u 2 would be high as a kite blowin dro on a flight, ohh im g 4'in at my 7 ay commercial ight just security being a bitch cant get in
with this, but everything 100 million again im in a vanquish tell that nigga fo she begin to sins.

[chorus]
my seats are suede my luggage is louie and every bitch in the projects wanna do me, cause i got money, remember when i couldnt afford no cloths but now a
days a nigga hit the baddest hoes, casue i got money [cause i got money, haha]