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Moneytree (feat. Naâman)
02:36
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Who took the money from the Moneytree
One thing for sure well it wasn’t me
Burry all the money in a great big hole
Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul
I say
Who took the money who who
Who took the money who who
Yeah yeah
Who took the money who who
Who took the money who who
Smoking moroccan
Now I’m a martian
Dearly departed
Panties been dropping
My flow a fausset
You can get lost in
Freeman like Morgan
Shoutout my grandma
Young brown and handsome
You know the mantra
Life ain’t a mortgage
Help me remember
Don't you forget when your pockets get filled
Words are forever like strawberry hill
Who took the money from the Moneytree
One thing for sure well it wasn’t me
Burry all the money in a great big hole
Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul
I say
Who took the money who who
Who took the money who who
My bredda pass it to the left money trouble I shall let go
Them a better run
One puff to da one ya say the worries affi let go
Bill spicy, may I space it
Mi must make a son maybe the cash get around
I wanna trod and skip the problems
Keep the peas bubbling
Mi nah let a dollar get me out of my pace
Can the money grow as the love inna we chest
Whatever the distance I know well of his grace
God on my side and I question always
Who took the money from the Moneytree
One thing for sure well it wasn’t me
Burry all the money in a great big hole
Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul
Who took the money who who
Who took the money who who
Yeah yeah
Todadeduh todadeduh
Todadeduh todadeduh
I am not the one
I’m just a believer
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2. |
Moneyman
02:40
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I make it rain when the sun comes down
I make it rain when a
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
I just walked in
To my walk-in
How my pockets
Love to talk
Make em’ cha-cha
For my cha-ching
Put my mom’s crib
On the house
Come on now
I got one thing on my mind forever
I know
I’m gonna tell you that the best things in life are free
I got a message for you
Good god I said we gonna live forever
I know
I make it look so easy when a brother don’t sweat
Top of the morning sir
I make it rain when the sun comes down
I make it rain when a
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
Said I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
I gotta say that I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
Good-Good god
Imma top dog
With a sweet tooth
Lindsay Lohan
In my booth
Well my chauffeur
Got a chauffeur
He don’t take no
For the answer
Come on now
Good god I said we gonna live forever
I know
I make it look so easy when a brother don’t sweat
Said I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
I gotta say that I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Good-Good god
I’m in love with the dough
Make it rain
Make it pour
I’m gonna say that
I’m in love with the dough
Make it rain
Make it pour
Said I’m a moneyman
I gotta say that I’m a moneyman
If I wanna have it
Blam blam
Magic
Said I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Oh nana
I gotta say that I’m a moneyman
I make it rain when the sun comes down
Said I’m a moneyman
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Good morning Verdun
01:03
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I love my money
And it loves me too
Cha-Ching
I love my money
it’s my baby boo
I love my money
I love my money
My money loves me too
Dinheiro não é alegria
Quem contou essa mentira
Essa mentira
Dinheiro não é alegria
Quem contou essa mentira
Essa mentira
Now tell me
It’s been on everybody’s lips
Is it true you do your own stunts?
Well yes
Yes I do
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4. |
F*ck all the money
02:46
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Well I crashed my fancy car
I saved my old guitar
Hoping that it
Make you smile in the morning
Everybody’s looking for something
But I don’t want nothing
But you
Fuck all the money
But I used to be a honey bee
Sittin’ in the shade of the Moneytree
Now I’m Yung Clay Di Salvio please to meet ya
Nothing is what it seems, oh best believe me
We climbed up to the roof
One pill red the other blue
Deux c’est mieux pour rester fou
Smooth criminal count your hundreds
Everybody’s looking for something
But I don’t want nothing
But you
Walk home
Sitting on the kitchen floor
Pretending we we’re British
All our friends got kids
But we we’re busy fucking naming our sailboat
Do-that-that-do-do-do-that-that
Well I drove into the sunset
You watched me crash
Talk to me now I’m sober
Left the old me in Lisbon
Don’t push me cuz I’m close to the edge
Didn’t want to drown without anyone around
If I learnt one thing from Mac
I fall in love too easily it’s true
There ain’t nothing new under the sun
Everybody’s looking for someone
Say
Everybody’s looking for something
Everybody’s looking for something
But I don’t want nothing
But you
Fuck all the money
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Clay and Friends Montreal, Québec
Clay and Friends offer a percussive mix of soul, funk and hip-hop supported by a prose that reflects what is now known as La
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Clay and Friends offre un mélange percutant de soul, de funk et de hip-hop soutenu d’une prose à l'image de ce que l’on surnomme désormais : La Musica Popular De Verdun.
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