Money Keep Calling

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] I woke up this morning, money on my mind Bad bitches in my bed tryna fuck, but I ain't got time So I hopped up out the sack, jumped straight in the shower Told my plug I'll meet him at Macdonalds in an hour So I jumped right in my truck, [?] up Stopped and grabbed a sprite, gotta get right, it's time to pour up Racing to the money, cellphone chirping And my pistol on my lap, while I'm riding and I'm working [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Straight from out New Orleans, these bitches know I'm balling Got a scope on the rifle, I ain't missing none of my targets And your girl said she want all of me, so when I leave she follow me Gotta get straight to the money, don't you hear that paper calling me? Calling me, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money keep calling me Money keep calling, keep calling [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda] I'm talking big money, big paper Big gun with the red laser Ump you in the river now, the pigs will find your head later New Orleans, I'm [?] Pilsberry, I'm a bread maker Got a nine, I call her Nina Ross, AKA that head breaker You niggas is dead fakers, [?] so tight I'm just getting money, living lovely, nigga, fuck your life Drum cocked, and I'm using mine Every day is when I usually shine They call me the [?] cause I'm walking round with this tool of mine [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Straight from out New Orleans, these bitches know I'm balling Got a scope on the rifle, I ain't missing none of my targets And your girl said she want all of me, so when I leave she follow me Gotta get straight to the money, don't you hear that paper calling me? Calling me, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money keep calling me Money keep calling, keep calling [Verse 3: Flow] [?] my nerves back, Gudda, pass me the weed I'm a cold hearted nigga, so I'm grabbing the heat Throw some bullits at your ass, all my [?] complete I'll put a hole in your skull, Alexander Macqueen Man, motherfuck you, and the name of your team Laughing at you while I stab you, then I rap you in sheets I caught you by your cuz house, now you bleeding on the lawn I spit dope, I'm [?] Put this netal to your arm, I'm the hottest when it's cold I be freezing when it's warm [?] I'm 'bout to blow, like I'm teething on a bomb Pause Two [?] Blood niggas, from the N.O.E Six six duse pyrule, M.O.B [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Straight from out New Orleans, these bitches know I'm balling Got a scope on the rifle, I ain't missing none of my targets And your girl said she want all of me, so when I leave she follow me Gotta get straight to the money, don't you hear that paper calling me? Calling me, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money, that money keep calling me Calling me, that money keep calling me Money keep calling, keep calling