Whole Lot

Lyrics

[Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] All up in this bitch with a whole lot of money (all up in this bitch with a whole lot of money) She hoppin' down the pole for a whole lot of money (she hopin' down the pole, hopin' down the pole) These cars all I got cost a whole lot of money (oh shit, damn damn) Bet she doin' anything for a whole lot of money [Post-Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money) I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money, nigga, shit) [Verse 1: Chevy Woods][?] and she actin' a fool for that champagne She know I'm a Taylor, she know I'm a player She wanna be part of my campagne She told me she down for anything And I'm like 'baby, you don't say' She told me just pick out a girl Cause she goes both ways Just give me the time while I'm in the drop Hustle continues, this money won't stop Outside the club gettin' rain in the lot What you gon' do when it's raining them shots Keep on tellin' me you ready my nigga Hope that you holdin' this [?] my nigga Oh, I'mma fuck she'll let me my nigga You talkin' 'bout killin' me [?] my nigga And all my niggas on the same shit Fuck 'em pussy niggas man they lane switched I'm forever on that gang shit Poured up on your bitch and took her in a [?] [Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] All up in this bitch with a whole lot of money (all up in this bitch with a whole lot of money) She hoppin' down the pole for a whole lot of money (she hopin' down the pole, hopin' down the pole) These cars all I got cost a whole lot of money (oh shit, damn damn) Bet she doin' anything for a whole lot of money [Post-Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money) I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money, nigga, shit) [Verse 2: OG Maco] I get a whole lotta guala, problems come with franklins With every dollar, solve equations Above and below the equator Came for the paper the pesos Who gotta say so, shit Most of my haters is lame O's with niggas as broke as they Pinto I'm not adjusting my sharpened up pencil The throwing the testing my rock in my necklace. ??? Yeah you wanna be neck to neck (pussy nigga) BITCH! This ain't giraffe wrestling (hell naw) Numbers don't lie in the grass confession (hell naw) Bitch 'We The Best' like that Khaled song [Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] All up in this bitch with a whole lot of money (all up in this bitch with a whole lot of money) She hoppin' down the pole for a whole lot of money (she hopin' down the pole, hopin' down the pole) These cars all I got cost a whole lot of money (oh shit, damn damn) Bet she doin' anything for a whole lot of money [Post-Chorus: Chevy Woods & OG Maco] I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money) I get a whole lot of money I get a whole lot of money (I get a whole lot of money, nigga, shit)