โหลดเพลง mp3 Money Piling - Gucci Mane

Money Piling (Explicit) - Gucci Mane
Written by：Radric Davis/Bryan Simmons
This is what eight figures look like
Kids wanna be like Gucci give a f**k about Mike
Hmm this is what your b**ch look like
When you make two hundred thousand dollars cash one night

This is what your wrist look like
When you sold so many bricks that your fit turn white

That sh*t that you can step on twice
If you've never been a snitch this what your rep look like

And this is what your house look like
When you built it from the ground paid that ten mil price ayy
And this is what a king look like
Got a queen on your team this what the ring look like brrr brrr
This is what a dream look like
If you're hating tell me what your self-esteem look like

Ex-dealer but I left that life
I can't even remember what a triple-beam look like
Guwop how much you pay for that Patek Phillipe hundred thousand
Pretty please get them broke niggas way from me hundred thousand
I don't want no b**ch to f**k with me for free what's a thousand
You know a rich ni**a can't f**k no ho for free what's a thousand
I just made five hundred thousand in my sleep five hundred thousand
Money comin' I think it's in love with me five hundred thousand
I'm the club throwin' money on the freaks money piling
It ain't 'bout money then no need for us to speak money piling
Long pipes big rims baby that's my life
When I pull up to the club better stash your wife
Hear a lot of haters talkin' they ain't 'bout that life
2017 ni**a I done boost the price
Two shows one day I done switched the ice
Gettin' head on a PJ it's an all night flight
Call forbes tell them niggas what that list look like
'Cause if guwop ain't on that b**ch then that list not right
I dropped the top so I could show her what the sky look like
Besides the ni**a drivin' there's not a star in sight
I just might pull up pop a wheelie on an all chrome bike
Bought a diamond grill from my dog told him to bark don't bite
Guwop how much you pay for that Patek Phillipe hundred thousand
Pretty please get them broke niggas way from me hundred thousand
I don't want no b**ch to f**k with me for free what's a thousand
You know a rich ni**a can't f**k no ho for free what's a thousand
I just made five hundred thousand in my sleep five hundred thousand
Money comin' I think it's in love with me five hundred thousand
I'm the club throwin' money on the freaks money piling
It ain't 'bout money then no need for us to speak money piling