Songtexte: Gucci Mane. All About The Money.

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[Gucci Mane:]
I'm on my way to see my PO
I ain't talkin the probation office
Talkin bout my PO box they just sent me 3 million dollars
(What the fuck that mean nigga?)
All my hoes go to the beauty parlor
Bought my ma a house today
I'll buy my auntie one tomorrow
I just left the phantom lot
I didn't do no paper work
300 k my paper work just like the new boys I'm a jerk
You bring your girl you're feelings hurt
Cause like R Kelly I'm a flirt
I got work like Baby n dem ghetto boy like Face n dem
It ain't no mistaken him
Hottest boys out Drake or him
Me Juice Mane and Wocka n dem
Ride around with choppas pimp
So how the hell you top a blimp you water boy lil wampa whimp
There's no limit next to Gucci money just ask Silk the Shocker dem

Burglar bars around the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the morning
Later in the evening
I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's)
I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin

[Rick Ross:]
All about my money nigga run with my monopoly
Money my philosophy
Cocaine on my property
Yeah that bitch a stripper but there so much she can offer me
Gave me the connect he send the say sayers off of me
Money build my confidence
Shawty show your competence
Before I get another bitch cause I be on some other shit
Higher than a mother ship
Louie in my 7 trae
Gucci in my other shit
Gucci pass the other clip
30 rounds then I'm a dip
I can make a hummer flip
I can make 100 flip
That's one bahamas trip
Make your momma strip
I'm bout that dead prez
So for the bread I make you play a game of simon says

Burglar bars around the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the morning
Later in the evening
I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's)
I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin

[Gucci Mane:]
Like batman robbin we be floggin mobbing inside Aston Martins
Beg your pardon Gucci darling
More checks than a czechoslavian
What's your mother fucking problem?
Ross and Gucci I'm a rob em
How you gonna rob the robbers?
Can't harm us got too much armor
We got so much jewelry on
We can make your vision dizzy
Give your ass a charm or chain or watch it make your fingers pissy

[Rick Ross:]
Damn it boi I'm spillin chrissy
Yellow bitches blowing kisses
Ricky Ross about them digits
On the stage or in the kitchen (Boss)

Burglar bars around the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the morning
Later in the evening
I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin (36 O's)
I'm all about the money (36 O's)
Don't make me send my goons to gunnin