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Jully Black

Genres: Pop

Money Jane Lyrics - Jully Black

So I was like aight yo, can I get into it 

My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it 

And before I even knew it, out she came 

With the tight gold clip, and the dark brown frame 

 

[Unverified] she said she needed Money, Jane, how she see me I forget, get 

The first time we met couldn't keep me eyes shut, shut 

She give me bling, bling, I bring me wooley par a set, set 

When me check it out she's the agent of debt, debt 

 

Yo, she one of them freaks that will relax your mind 

Till you get burnt out and you need the next dime 

To reinvent the last time, when she got you that, that 

 

Legs hustle out the Land Rover 

Rolex 'pon me wrist and a crisp pullover 

Plat i num chain wit ring and ice all over 

On the bus' out the suit without dem string ya 

 

The only problem she won't keep it a secret 

She buys nigga's ice, she pays my rent 

She cousins with Master carder and cent (true!) 

Monopoly is real life when you're fine 

She the head of the game, my homegirl Money Jane 

 

Hopelessly adventures of Miss Money Jane 

Blind your ass, while you out looking for that money train 

If you look then you will find, but think about what you looking for 

2-3, 2-3, you'll see 

 

Yo, me and MJ go back to the eighties 

She used to roll with my family to J-A 

VA, SC and even GA 

I used to spend her in Decatur on the daily 

 

Visiting my auntie, we went world wide 

She met every single girl I had, no lie 

And then one of my ex-girls brought me to the side and said 

M-Jane is tearing up my insides 

 

I Couldn't hear that, I need her in my life 

I'm like the big King and she like my Queen wife 

She look.. goood in denim, then I met her in leather, 

Just right in linen, and so fine in good weather 

 

In the summertime, she on my ass 

At the barbecues, buying me a drink without asking 

When she with me, she be looking out for me simple and plain 

My homegirl Money Jane 

 

Hopelessly adventures of Miss Money Jane 

Blind your ass, while you out looking for that money train 

If you look then you will find, but think about what you looking for 

 

true true 

(2,3) 

yeah yeah 

(2,3) 

a ditty ya 

(you'll see) 

yo 

 

She get around, she get around a lot 

And when ya check it out, she a bust on the spot 

She get around, she get around a lot 

From Paris to New York and she come back 

 

She get around, she move around a lot 

And when ya check it out, she a bust on the spot 

She get around, she move around a lot 

From Kingston, JA, right up to T-dot 

pon the level, 

 

funny how we only know that 

And a dull life, when she a run out 

ka we love live cycle 

 

Funny make me run everywhere 

But when it in the door, at dat time we return up on the money rebel 

 

Only buy the food FoodyMart, M'nogamous start, how do ya dun know we live comfortable 

 

Only make the gun them bust out 

And people in the dark, how you don't know someone 

your the devil 

 

Ayo, everybody needs her simple and plain 

My homegirl Money Jane, I say again 

Everybody needs her simple and plain 

My homegirl Money Jane 

My homegirl Money Jane 

 

Hopelessly adventures of Miss Money Jane 

Blind your ass, while you out looking for that money train 

If you look then you will find, but think about what you looking for 

2-3 for 2-3 for 

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