Money Fever - Slim Thug, Sauce Twins

GMB

Swoooo

Ooo

Sauce

Oooweee

Lord forgive me

These pussy niggas gotta die for their envy

Who want it

Come get it

I’m out here everyday

Come on and see me

I’m a changed nigga

Be live

Ask me

I don’t see you pussies

Bout to pass me

And another nigga tryna harass me

What the fuck is you talkin bout

Nigga who you shot

Nobody

Lemme see what that chick about

What kinda car you drive

A Ram 4 nigga

You a fuckin ho nigga

A nobody know nigga

But be pimpin

Cause already trippin

And fuckin these women

You a baby daddy

Sad and unhappy

Yeah bitch

I done ran out with the flavour

Pussy come and catch me

Runnin with the set

Runnin with the straps

Runnin with the sauce

Runnin with your bitch

(your bitch)

You in love with her

But everyday on Instagram

She on my dick

Laud mercy Jesus

I got money fever

Laud mercy Jesus

I done ran off with the set

(i'm running)

I done ran off with the set

Laud mercy Jesus

I got money fever

Laud mercy Jesus

I done ran off with the set

(I'm running)

I done ran off with the set

You know Sauce I will never look back

I done ran off with the set

I done ran off with the set

I spend it and get it right back

I spend it and get it right back

Laud mercy Jesus

I got money fever

Your bitch said I didn’t hit

Don’t believe her

I’ve been all between her

She gotta make me more rich

Before I plead you

I don’t need you

Rather brag a pimp

Than sack that

Before I delete you

Judge

Now Slim Thug mouthin off

Ride it out

Had to find it out

Fuck being broke

Rather be a boss though

I kept climbing out

Chasing that set till i caught it

If I want it I bought it

My hustle game retarded

All them lames got out smarted

Still at the top with the sack

Still at the top with the sack

Broke I’ll never go back

Broke I’ll never go back

Thugga

I done ran out with your bitch

I done ran out with your sister

Sancho got that hoes Aston Kucher

Sancho be sharper than butcher

Yeah that’s your ho till I took her

Sancho I’m Jesus

Pray bitches need me

All the crips love sanch like I’m easy

But they I’m bleeding

Soo wooh

Put it on my momma

Put it on a chopper

Put it on

Put it on pic

Slick nigga wid it

Fuck what he did

Fuck what he said

Aim it at his head

Bitch I bang red

Bitch I’m blood gang

Red ruby rang

I love Lebron James

I done ran off with the sack

With three hoes to Miami

My bitch broke a trick for ten racks on the beach

While she tanning

Cold Rolex

Back to Houston, Texas

Sancho punking rappers cause it’s reckless

Niggas goin respect it

Dare ya to touch my necklace.

ON SAUCE!

(don't do it)

Like… the dope man get up everyday and go to his dope corner right?

But we got up just once a year and go to our dope corner

But that dope corner was sooooo fucking…

Man it’s just that everybody got out there

It’s like 15, 20 niggas out there for this life

15, 20 niggas gotta service 500,000 people they dope