So Much Money Lyrics - Stay Trippy - Juicy J

Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it 

Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money, thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it 

I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari 

Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari 

I got your bitch on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati 

If giving head was a college, she would be summa cum laude 

She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her face like a target 

I told em "Bandz A Make Her Dance", I turned my head, that shit charted 

Black matte Aston Martin, my hood gives Koopsta apartments 

Lambo didn't come with no key, I push a button to start it 

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Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible sets 

I put kush in my lungs and leather seats in my jet 

I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit 

And I would carry a wallet but all my money won't fit 

I drop the bag in Miami, and Faragamo'd my bitch 

A couple of bands for her bills, a couple more for her tits 

Bitch I got money and shooters don't make me pay for the hit 

They wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist 

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I'm countin' so much money, dollar signs all I see 

I might go buy me an island and fly your bitch to my D 

I got that old school Chevy with crocodile on my seat 

And I still run with them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast 

I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet 

This bitch is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek 

She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a reef 

And I'm so cold on these hoes but I still carry that heat