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Money's My Religion Lyrics - Nonfiction

I'm gonna work everyday, 

till I make myself a million, 

in the church everyday, 

making money's my religion, 

here is my confession, 

I'm gon' stack it till I'm gone 

breaking bread with all my fam, 

yeah, I'll always put you on, 

I'm gonna work everyday, 

till I make myself a million, 

in the church everyday, 

making money's my religion, 

here is my confession, 

I will make myself a million 

in the church everyday, 

cause making money's my religion, 

 

I wake up in the morning 

to the sunrise, birds chirping, 

daily devotion, 

get some church in, 

break bread, 

stay healthy, 

stack bread, 

stay wealthy 

sipping on that holy water, 

mixed with goose, on the rocks, 

looking like the son of god, 

heard they say, that Jesus walks, 

looking like the son of god, 

minus all that ZZ-Top, 

now I got, some Jesus freaks, 

minus all the, dc talk, 

truey jeans, that's religious, 

inexpensive, you know I get it, 

I wake up, break my bread, 

hit the town, and spread my message, 

never fuck no virgin Mary, 

cause I only like a bad bitch, 

never have I ever 

had a virgin on my mattress 

hide a couple racks, 

they be stashed under the mattress, 

tell these girls to work it, 

and I'm throwing up a stack quick, 

wrap it in elastics, 

and watch the pile grow, 

making money's my religion, 

and it's all I gotta know 

 

watch me walk on water, 

like I'm weightless, 

all you other motherfuckers, 

out here rate this 

you see me man, 

I'm that new image of greatness, 

and all of you cats that believe in something 

other than money are just fake-ness 

waste kids, 

you should go to church, and get your racks up, 

go and seek god, man, 

go and get your stacks up, 

learn to flip a pack son, 

learn to flip a pack quick, 

see the money stretch, 

that you gon' need bigger elastics, 

throw it on a bad bitch, 

make it fuckin flood on her, 

take her back to your crib, 

and bust a fucking nut on her 

make her do the splits, 

yo these girls got a lot of skills, 

make her do the splits, 

they'll do a lot just for a dollar bill, 

pouring up the drinks, 

cause it's easier to take these pills, 

praying for my paper, 

and you know that I'll be making mills, 

first you double, then you triple, 

then you just have fun with it, 

I'm praying for my paper, 

yeah you know I'm thanking god for this 

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