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T.P.E. - Money Love Us lyrics
[The Click talking]
 We taping.....
 What it is...what it is...what it is
 Ooh...bitch
 [Hook x2: B-Legit]
 We ain't in love with no money, the money love us
 Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus
 Up in Florida or in Georgia
 Bitches love us, they adore us
 [E-40]
 Bitches (What) Greasies (What)
 Hoes (What) Groupies (What)
 Hoochies (What) Sluts (What)
 [B-Legit]
 What can they do, the pimpin' love us
 [E-40]
 Housekeepers, game thievers
 Pop goes the pop pop pop pop
 Heat misers, chest tuckers
 High siders, game providers bitch
 [B-Legit]
 But they don't run from it they run to it
 They knew it, I'm so true to it when I do it
 I pursue it, cash it, I auction you off
 Highest bidder get to hit her, bitch break mine off
 [D-Shot]
 Ha, and now I'm on the freeway
 Perkin' like a motherfucker just got paid
 Another night, rollin' like a playa do
 Comin' through, gettin' my revenue
 [Hook: B-Legit x2]
 We ain't in love with no money, the money love us
 Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus
 Up in Florida or in Georgia
 Bitches love us, they adore us
 [B-Legit]
 Sick to stomach when I do to a bitch, so don't trip
 Thirteen hundred all up in her ass, that's where they fit
 I run shit, the Sic-Wid-It dumb shit
 Ya know I need that big bank roll bitch
 I'm undercover, pop ya collar fo' the dollar
 If ya hoes need a sponsor then bitch holla
 I won't stop ya, I'll fit ya ass with a skirt
 I'll make ya bring back the dirty workT.P.E. - Money Love Us - http://motolyrics.com/tpe/money-love-us-lyrics.html
 [D-Shot]
 We stopped into a place, a Louisville, Kentucky
 I went to a gambling boat and lost all my money
 I put my last five on the black
 On the roulette tables, I broke ten right back
 [Suga T]
 I'm the best kept secret, mark it fucks up
 But I won't get stuck
 Keep a broad full of tricks
 And my underground niggas do rock us
 What you think, blinkity-blink
 You act like yo shit don't stink
 Hoodrat town, that bitch Suga T gotta come see me
 Who you think you is
 Hope ya don't think I won't pull the trigger
 I fucks with some bigger figures
 The Click you'll never get rid of
 I'm a bad bitch, flip the script you a trick
 On some boss shit worldwide ghetto bitch
 [Hook: Suga T]
 We ain't in love with the money, money love us
 Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus
 Up in Georgia or in Florida
 Cincinnati the niggas love us
 [E-40]
 I be like all up in the Bank of America
 About to regurgutate, talkin' criz-azy
 Smellin' like beer
 Makin' a deposit, large lump sums
 Cussin' out the cashier
 For comin' at me wrong, bitch I'm federal
 I might get more than the man
 In my hand, I stay with a cup
 Some of my fans like again they life up
 2000 Bentley on the dubs, on the car
 Light brown Excursion, sport utility truck
 You lil' miss scuzzies better open ya eyes and take a look
 And keep em' open for my dictionary book
 I spit a slang, a bang nigga, nigga
 Full of straight game nigga
 [Hook: B-Legit x2]
 We ain't in love with no money, the money love us
 Cross country with this pimpin' on a tour bus
 Up in Florida or in Georgia
 Bitches love us, they adore us
[* The Click talking to fade *]








