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Lyrics

[Intro: Mike Jones] Money train, money train All aboard, all aboard Oh Mike Jones, oh Mike Jones Mike Jones, ayy! [Verse 1: Mike Jones] Money, money I make it Never [?] Your main chick she chasing me I ain't got no time for no chasing Y'all chasing tail, I'm chasing mail Big Ben Frank what I'm thinkin' I smoke the loud, I sip the drank I keep two cups when I'm drankin' baby 84's when I'm tippin' Got your bitch and she trippin' My top up, now my top down I ain't got no time bitches I said 84's when I'm tippin' Got your bitch and she trippin' My top up, now my top down I ain't got no time bitches I swear Zaytoven on the track Smug Mang where you at Money train been running thangs And that there's a fact I swear Zaytoven on the track Smug Mang where you at Money train been running thangs And that there's a fact I got money coming in stacks Money coming in stacks My first alb' went multi plat' I been been on stacks I said I got money coming in stacks Money coming in stacks (gold checks) My first alb' went multi plat' I been been on stacks [Verse 2: Chris Travis] Young Memphis nigga, bitch better watch what you say In the bat mobile letting my star tires skate These niggas talk about me but they ain't 'bout nothing Niggas wanna buy lean but we charging them muscle Got bad yellow bitch, thick bone by the muscle I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, give a damn if you struggle Bitch I'm workin' hard everyday, forcin' new money Still count old bills, nigga fuck the new hundreds, pussy! [Verse 3: Smug Mang] Smuuug Muuusiiic They call me Smug Mang, I got syrup in my mud Young king from the north with a dirty sprite plug And all these ratchet hoes love me cause they know what's up And I'm fuckin' with the money train, I'm so cashed up Coolin' in the underground till I fuckin' blow up And I ain't never leave the house without my Xans and my cup And if you really drinkin', pour some more Northern border takin' order, they callin' Smug Chris Travis, Mike Jones, they my down south plugs