Long Money

Lyrics

[Intro] Dat Boy Cassius [Chorus: Money Man, PeeWee Longway] Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing now [Verse 1: PeeWee Longway] I spent two bricks on my chain, bitch can't get no wedding gown We don't get the same cut, [you can't ride my wave now? / you came 'round my way now] Pocket full of money, I'm doin' my motherfucking thing now [Verse 2: PeeWee Longway] My diamonds pure like cocaine, GT take up two lanes AP just for my boo thing, double R truck like 2 Chainz Bricks in the city like Pootang, strip a nigga down like Blue Flame Soak the game up like lo mein, flew to the West, brought propane We sendin' the signature "no name", the block get hot like Lil Wayne Pay me for a final fee, that gas bag 93 My bitch bad, China Lee (Do your motherfucking thing now) Huh Dior my feet with the bumblebee, I got them racks, Serena Wee I get them bricks for ten a key, she eat up the dick, she feelin' me Long money, bitch [Chorus: Money Man, PeeWee Longway] Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing now [Verse 3: Money Man] I'm rockin' Dior in the trap spot We just switched up the house and it's still hot [On my shit in a whole nother league with it]? Gotta keep me a fire, I'ma sleep with it I'm just hittin', she know she can't be with me [yeah she slim and she bad she petite with it]? Yeah, she look like a stallion like Meg with it Gotta hit it from the back and get head with it Step on you and your dog, leave you dead with him Boy, you still layin' down, have you bed ridden We don't talk to no motherfucking 12, nigga Got a condo that trap after 12, nigga She gon' pop that lil' pussy for a real nigga On my neck, no fugazi, these real crystals This ain't a BB gun, this is a real pistol [i don't rock with no fakes] just some real people When that loud in the air, I don't hear people Got that drip, I be fly, like a airplane Rockin' beanies and turbans like Hussein And I just caught me a play out the Mulsanne Got the circle and I got a new wave Sold a show out in Atlanta, like two days She want me and my girl, she go both ways I just pulled out the rocket on Tuesday [Chorus: Money Man, PeeWee Longway] With a pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing now With a pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing (Now) Pocket full of money, do your motherfucking thing now [Outro] (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh)