Eye Get Money

Album cover art for "Eye Get Money" by Valee

Valee - Rap

Eye Get Money

0 Plays

View Artist

Lyrics

[Intro: Valee] Uungh-uungh [Chorus] I get money, I get that I get money, I get that I get money, I get that 900 dollars at Costco, money stack tall like Ralo Handin' out Jewel, no Osco Bitch get upset, she get dial tone [Verse] All that ice, a hockey tech I get money, I get that I sip Hi-Tec in a Nike Tec Build-A-Bitch, architect R. Jeannette, a hundred ways to catch a cat Hit the store, I left out with what I got You could not get that I get more mouth than dialect Apple off (I pull off) like iPhone dеad Bitch from France, a fancy pest Eiffel Towеr, tall hundunnys I fly past the pigs of Guinea I feel taller, tall hun-dunnies I fly past the pigs at Ginny's I'm in her throat like pop from Denny's Five percent, on top Five cent, on top Five cent, on top Dot like Henny Bitch always tryna keep contact like new number Eat cucumber Twenty-five hundred, one suite Spend six seventeen on sweets inside my suite Havin' all steak but fuck the sweeps I get mouth like a pair of parakeets Check ran up outta Nike cleats Four-door sedan, color Michael Keaton Smoke fourteen, a pair a week How she Indian, but her people Hindi? She give me head on the dot, a bindi Hotbox blowin' that wind in Wendy's (yeah) And I got her right down in Chanel Purr-entheses I fly through the street in a stray cat from Hell Nigga, my Margielas got texture, feel like yarn (like yarn) Yarn (y'all) ain't even pulling strings, this here the first On a human being Presidenchy on my things I do the dash past Kennedy King Made donuts at Burger King It's off screaming, it got high self-esteem Berlin t' ain't no Supreme Twenty g for the earrings on my bitch, she's an Aries All my pockets grin like a ogre Bitch thick, non-fat yogurt When I made ridin' that Hellcat, my cupholder Spilt lean all non-shoulder [nonchalant?] How this bitch is crazy, at my spot now watching Carrie Bitch a bird, want stay with me, na-na-not necessary I got AK in my truck, now that right there's an extra carry [Alt. Chorus] I get money, I get that I get money, I get that I get money, I get that I get money, I get that 900 dollar at Costco, money stack tall like Ralo Bitch a bub, but she love me so light rub me with the aloe When we roll exotic, that shit loud like a dial tone I just hop out outta Four Circle, but I ain't goin' in Aldo Gold necka-lace, no pawnin' We be hangin' outside like a' awning (Outside like a awning) [Chorus?] I get money, I get that I get money, I get that (I get money, I get that) 900 dollar at Costco, money stack tall like Ralo Handin' out Jewel, no Osco Bitch get upset, she get dial tone

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Valee