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Artist: Soulja Boy f/ Big Sean
Album:  Love Money (S)
Song:   Love Money
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Soulja Boy: Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Souljer, (aight) souljer, souljer (ok)
We in this thang (aight)... (Soulja Boy Tellem)
You already know what time it is mane
(Skurt, Skurt... Skurt)
We Back in here
Uh

[Chorus]
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin'
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin'
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin

Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin

Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

[Soulja Boy]
L-O-V-E M-O-N-E-Y
Cop the true religion tee
And threw 300 in the sky
Polo shoes on my feet
And my pants are saggin'
Looking so pretty
You would've thought I was a faggot
Watch the hood get it
Cook it like chicken

And I got the combo
And it came wit biscuits
And I got the combo
And it came wit biscuits
And I got the combo
And it came wit biscuits

[Chorus]
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin

Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin

Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Nothing but them hunnids
Keep them ones don't want em

[Big Sean]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, why everything green is good for me?
I met these bitch ass niggas couldn't be
Six mile that's just the hood in me
P my ghetto poetry
Im getting high and rappin' that's flowetry (flow-e-tree)
Is that a green carpet? Now the whole floor a tree
I swear to GOD aint no hoe in me
But im in a hose
Im prolly in ya' hoe, (in ya' hoe)
Aw shit there go a staple
At least you know my bitch centerfold
I belong in the Guinness
From worldstar I rented
Don't fuck with these niggas
Im fuckin they misses
Im stacking my money
My money get interest
My interest get business
My business get bitches

[Big Sean: Outro]
B-I-G
I do it
Boi, boi
Boys and hoes stuntin
Yes I do love money
Yes I do love money
Keep my whole cliq stuntin
You aint getting moneyyyyyyy
Haaaaaaaaaaa

I do it
Finally famous getting
Finally famous getting
Money and bitches
Money and bitches
Im getting money and bitches
SOD!!!... Good

That Detroit player shit
Man I just did a show
That's why my muthafuckin voice gone
B-I-G
Sean Don, That's my nickname BITCH!

I don't love bitches
I just love money, (Yeah)
I don't love bitches
Man I swear I love money
SOD!!!

Soulja, Soulja, Soulja
B-I-G BITCH!
Prolly got yo bitch in the trans nigga, (hahaha)
Again
Yeah
Shout out my nigga sed ink
I do it, (yeah)
Cool aight cool