Dirty Money Lyrics

(hook)
girl i got that dirty money
i hope them boys ain't watching shit
even the feds can't stop me
cause girl i got that dirty money
i hope them feds ain't watching shit
even them boys can't stop me
what you tell em
i got dirty money in my pockets
i don't carry no wallet
plus i never ask the amount
i just pull out ben frank and he got it/
dirty money in my pocket
(yeah)
dirty money both pockets
(yeah)
dirty dirty
yeah my money dirty, yeah it's dirty
ha!

(verse 1)
dirty money like diddy
fuck boy i got plenty
ride around and i get it
i'm the man round my city
got that choppa on deck
you know that 40 is too
and if you getting paid, then young nigga salute
i try to stack it up and you spend it
as soon as you get it
my girl want some shoes, i tell her give me a minute
cause it's god first, family second, girl you last
even though she last, i bet she'll spend my money so fast
that's why i give 'n' go x 2

she'd do the same to me, if i was broke
she ride it good, just for the clothes and fancy trips
she want the fame don't she, man this girl a trip
i pray to my jesus piece, this world full of haters
and janky promoters, to me they all motivators
i built my booth by myself, i ain't need no help
i'm tryna get an album and a grammy on my shelf

(hook)
girl i got that dirty money
i hope them boys ain't watching shit
even the feds can't stop me
cause girl i got that dirty money
i hope them feds ain't watching shit
even them boys can't stop me
what you tell em
i got dirty money in my pockets
i don't carry no wallet
plus i never ask the amount
i just pull out ben frank and he got it
dirty money in my pocket
(yeah)
dirty money both pockets
(yeah)
dirty dirty
yeah my money dirty, yeah it's dirty
ha!

(verse 2)
started off with nothing, most people sit on they ass
i had to find a hustle so i can stack money fast
everybody got problems but now i'm focused on my own
only people i love is the people in my home
so what i changed, we all change/
bitch stop yo bitching, go get paper/
when i was young i never asked for no favors
i did what i had to do
so honestly you can too
i guess they can't see, can't walk a mile in my sneaks
(ha!)

pocket full of money now, everybody love me
but two years ago then nobody even called me
or come chill, burn one
they all fake, i learned son
but i ain't stressing
you do you, just don't test me (ha!)
fuck em move out my way, i hit that heisman
what you mean, i beg bitches to stay your kids behind ya
when i blow, we all blow
my nigga's they all know
but everybody wanna be the star of the show

(hook)
girl i got that dirty money
i hope them boys ain't watching shit
even the feds can't stop me
cause girl i got that dirty money
i hope them feds ain't watching shit
even them boys can't stop me
what you tell em
i got dirty money in my pockets
i don't carry no wallet
plus i never ask the amount
i just pull out ben frank and he got it
dirty money in my pocket
(yeah)
dirty money both pockets
(yeah)
dirty dirty
yeah my money dirty, yeah it's dirty
ha!

(Thanks to Melissa for these lyrics)