M.O.B.

Lyrics

[Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money in the kitchen Whippin'  up that good shit Money  over bitches That's the only thing that I know, whoa Rollin' up a swisher, sippin' on that bronze, ay Money  over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa [Verse 1: Nova Rockafeller] All  I know is work All I know is cheddar All  I know is broccoli My dinner's always better Counting down those pesos No way Jose no payroll No  job, no plan, no way home, one way ticket I'm on 808s like lego We gon' build our world and burn it down like flame on napalm Backwards, my name's Avon and I fuckin' love Rayon Set the world on fire with a curling iron, I got mad insurance I'm a grown ass bitch, I pay for shit, I'm known for my endurance [Pre-Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money over everything, M-O-E Money in the mattress, counting money over sheep Money on my mind, it's all I ever think No, it's money over you bitch, M-O-B [Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money in the kitchen, whippin' up that good shit Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa Rollin' up a swisher, sippin' on that bronze, ay Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa [Verse 2: Nova Rockafeller] I got a great right, knockin' bitches out, Ray Rice I'm way nice, like buy you ice cream on a late night Hi We gettin' re-re off that chiba, make it rain, I got umbrellas inside of my margaritas Money over bitches and bitches under my feelers Sendin' crickets to your office and I call that shit, a feeler Got a problem, call my dealer, you got money, call my manager But just don't call Jess Ropler, they some money hungry scavengers [Pre-Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money over everything, M-O-E Money in the mattress, counting money over sheep Money on my mind, it's all I ever think No, it's money over you bitch, M-O-B [Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money in the kitchen, whippin' up that good shit Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa Rollin' up a swisher, sippin' on that bronze, ay Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa [Verse 3: Chuck Inglish] Just landed Carousel baggage Turn buckle, just under ten grand in this Polo sport duffel It's changing my money, need fifties, not twenties Can't buzz with you bitches, man these bitches be bugging I bumble bees with the honey, sweet butter corn muffins In a sticky situation I'm the furthest thing from it No sugar, no nothing Can't compute it or budget If it ain't a chocolate sundae or some money I'm like fuck it [Chorus: Nova Rockafeller] Money in the kitchen, whippin' up that good shit Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa Rollin' up a swisher, sippin' on that bronze, ay Money over bitches, that's the only thing that I know, whoa