Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh I'm feeling way richer than yesterday Trying to shout but get squeaky Black suit how about an escalade Yea I don't drive so gucci I got a bad bitch as my passenger As another passenger She lean over and pass me ma Seat belt Godman she so thoughtful (?) she ought to Because I could help ass through law school She got a good head on her shoulders I feel everyday she gets colder Got a head wind and she ain't sober Have a few shots she asking for my mosa Then we did those yogas until I hosed her down And it goes down man and in time man I love her Almost as much as this money [Hook] Its money on my telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! It's money on the telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! [Verse 2] Yea I'm feeling a whole other n***a from yesterday Yea last night was just peachy I'm about to get Higher than a n***a got yesterday So how can that n***a reach me ? Naah ! Got a new bad bitch as my passenger Girlfriends say I ain't having her But I hold her and told her that i conquer You must not know the shit that we on It's like an escapade up in Rome And I'm talking about my home let alone Probably be alone in the day Buy a clone go to space Now she wants to fuck for a place Not me no way But I will take this preacher man These back seat and these speakers When I'm on my shit and I'm high shit But I was still on time for my maiden [Hook] Its money on my telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! It's money on the telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! [Verse 3] I had a magnum two tone Black and grey poop on It must have been like 8 degrees And I'm round round with the roof gone Got a trap by the blue palm So I always have two phones Boast phones in the metro For those two you can't do wrong For the week before I met a new Jones With some boots on in a blue thong With those low riders I walk beside her But what I gotta do to take you home When I put my last name on the tombstone She said little boy I'm too grown but If you give me your number I'll think about calling I said ok don't take too long For the next couple days she has been Stuck in my head like a new song But I figure that she ain't gonna call We a young person gotta move on But out the blue she text a n***a like What you doing with a sexy picture Just left the crib about to hit 20 I'm gonna come and get sexy with you She hit me back like L.O.L I said see me thug dress here And to celebrate I lid up a fresh air This is back in 04 when My T-shirt use to be an XL And right before I could exhale I got to churp her my next tape [Hook] Its money on my telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! It's money on the telephone line (Errday) And tell my (Hello) Money !! It's money on the telephone line (Yea yea) It's money on the telephone line (Yea yea) Every day and tell my, Hello, Money !!