CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Married to the Dough

Sheeeesh
I'm just keepin it real

Fresh out the cuffs, I can't trust nobody
n***as see the lights and they turn outside
n***as swear to God, on they Mom they sorry
Gotta understand when you f**kin with Stanley's
Back at it again, now we all in the Hamptons
Fingers on the box, cause we all in a mansion
Meeting with the [?], I just won't understand it
Gotta keep the tools, I'm a [?]
But they just [?] away, just in case they jam us
No minutes on the phone, so I'm poking the family
Ya understand me? No Stanley's
Lookin iffy den the homie start blaming

Cause sh*t can get ugly, I'm just keepin it real
Gotta thank God, all the n***as I juug
Cause sh*t can get ugly, and these b*t*hes I don't love them
Cause I'm married to the money

I'm married to the money (the money, money)

Peeking through the blinds, tryna plot on a meal
Juggin all these jugs, got me counting the bills
Getting rid of painful, finna crack on a seal
Dealing with some pain only real n***as feel
Paperwork, paperwork, n***as' squeal
Selling juugs [?], tryna see what's the deal
Mister Mosley, Mister Mosley
I'm giving her chills
Lingo-bingo, buffin my bills
Taking n***as b*t*hes, they be cuffin they still
She just wanna go, got me up in the hills
Show a little dough, and these b*t*hes the same
The [?] is the ruler, it come with a win

Cause sh*t can get ugly, I'm just keepin it real
Gotta thank God, all the n***as I juug
Cause sh*t can get ugly, and these b*t*hes I don't love them
Cause I'm married to the money

I'm married to the money (the money, money)
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