Spend Money
Wu-Tang Clan
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Spend Money"(performed by Lord Superb & Intrigue)(
Don't want none of that fuckin money
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Spin(
Uh-huh, alright, I'm here)
Rakeem Allah (
I see you nigga, the God is here)
Lord Superb (
Better envision this rap shit)(
Get money, through records, get money!)
Yo, straight through the doors out the car (
Huh?)
Swarmin, me and my mans towards the bar
He like, "
None of that white stuff""
Cognac, '
Perb, none of that white stuff"
When I smiled at here, it's like my breath was froze
She all up in my clothes, see my necklace froze"
Miss, I don't stand next to ho's'less we runnin a train and I'm next to Ghost"
I'm hearin whispers, ain't that '
Perb from Floor City?
Cop the Cris', eight times $4.
50Fuck disco lights, I'm the disco sight
We gon' all be rich if this go right[Chorus: Lord Superb]Spin (
Get money)
Buy the bar, par (
Spin) I.
Arief
New to the farm (
Get money!) Mingle(
Get money!) Network, nigga
Spin (
Get money, nigga)
I'd like to give a toast to successSo we there for like forty minutes
They all around us, at least forty bitches
I look over haters like corny midgets
And y'all broke boys is just horny pigeons
Do my thing like that, bling like that
If Cap want a wheel I'm like, "
Bring that back"
Cream Team hats and boots, ask them dudes
If they got a Dutch and pass the booze
Now.[Chorus: Lord Superb]Spin (
Get money, nigga)
Spin (
Get money)
Spin, Spin, Spin (
Get money)(
Get money y'all, get money)
Mingle, mingle, mingle.(
Uh-huh, get money)
Drink. (
I hear that)(
I hear that)First of all I go hard, my whole squad (go hard)
My whole goons go hard, come on. (
First of all.)
Listen. (
Money, money, money rule) See. (
What?)
I go hard (go hard) All goons go hard
Get off me (
Go, go, go.) Tell 'em dunn
I Spin.
we laugh at Jay, we past that state
Serve her cheese steak, let her cash her cheque
Feelin me faith 'til I cashed that cheque
Hoped out my vet, blast at that
Hoped out my coffin, laughed at Rev
Play the CD, my ass ain't dead
No needles, left that, I was a dusthead
See I don't touch death or discuss death
Don't open no mail, I don't trust fans
Just bread, and we eat from the mess hall
And you can call Brooke Shields, tell her post bail
Cuz I murdered niggas on the Ghost album
It was charged for arson cuz I roast rappers
On a broke ass stove with no matches
Wearin old ass clothes on no mattress
Now we hit Reggie Jacksons with no practice
And '
Perb did movies, he ain't no actor
I'm a Far Rock gangsta, I ain't no rapper
Tell the truth, I only know broke rappers
Ghost put us on when he went cold platinum[Chorus: Lord Superb]Spin, Spin, Spin (
Get money, nigga)(
Get money, nigga) Spin, Spin(
I'm 'bout to get it) I.
Arief(
Spend it) We'll spend it, mingle
Mingle (
Go hard) Come on!(
Come on, come on, come on)
I hear that (
I don't see you go hard)(
Come on) Drink (
Get money)(
Fuck y'all niggas gon' do?)(
Spend money, nigga)
Nigga, Spin (
Mad money, nigga)(
Max money, spend money, max money)
Nigga, Spin (
Uh-huh, my thoughts sharp)(
Uh-huh, uh-huh, my thoughts sharp)
And.
mingle (
None of you niggas know, you ain't heard that)
Buy the bar, drink (
Stay in pop, don't max the Cristal)(
Don't let none of these niggas see ya face)
And Spin (
Get money.
and.
get money, get money)
Spin (
Get money, get money) Spin
Oh I thought so, I thought so
Stapleton mothafuckas, huh?
That's what we about, huh?
Oh, I thought so