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Wheezy Outta here! 00:00
(808 Mafia!) 00:02
The Wagster, turn me up some 00:08
Yeah, okay 00:12
Money on money, these millions, ya dig? 00:15
I'm spending this shit on my bitch and my kids 00:17
I'm sittin' in the Bent, not the Benz 00:20
This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent 00:21
I don't want you going to do nothin' 00:24
If I gotta be the one tell you to spin 00:25
These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin' 00:28
And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends 00:29
(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce 00:32
I don't know the kind 00:34
I don't know the name of it 00:34
Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning 00:36
But I don't know the name of her 00:38
She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him 00:41
And it fucked his fame up 00:42
We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud 00:44
Mama you a thot (ah) 00:48
I don't want shots (ah) 00:50
Brother you a rat (my brother) 00:52
Twin, you a pack (twin you) 00:54
Runnin' through Saks (hey!) 00:57
Louis V slacks (Louis) 00:59
Hermès Trench (Hermès) 01:01
Swimming pool heated (ooh) 01:02
Yeah, she ain't tryna eat it (she ain't tryna what?) 01:04
Shawty, you can beat it 01:06
Drinkin' two liter, riding two-seater, ridin' with a eater (uh, beast) 01:08
Callin' me papi, I'm callin' her mami and señorita (uh, yeah, all of it!) 01:13
I ain't been cocky, but I been puttin' on ever since beepers (no kizzy) 01:17
Fuck me good the first day, a nigga might keep her (fuck a nigga good) 01:20
Blowin' money fast like a fucking cheeta (mm, that's good) 01:25
I been in the trenches filled with Hyenas (ah, Hyenas, yeah-yeah) 01:28
Bugatti Spyder whippin' that bitch from the side 01:33
Money on money, these millions, ya dig? 01:36
I'm spending this shit on my bitches and kids (put that shit up for my kids) 01:37
I'm sittin' in the Bent' not the Benz 01:40
This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent (no rent, ya dig?) 01:41
I don't want you going to do nothin' 01:44
If I gotta be the one tell you to spin 01:45
These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin' 01:48
And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends (on God) 01:49
(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce, I don't know the kind 01:52
I don't know the name of it (I don't know the name of it) 01:54
Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning 01:56
But I don't know the name of her (what's her name?) 01:58
She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him 02:01
And it fucked his fame up (ha-ha) 02:02
We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud 02:05
You identify my bitches with AP 02:09
She ain't got an AP, she is not mine 02:13
You cold, he cold 02:16
She belongs to the streets (ski) 02:19
(Ayuh) 02:21
Spoiled lil' bitch wearin' a Patek (ayuh) 02:21
Rose gold snake, she a baddie (ayuh) 02:23
Transport foreign, go slatty (ayuh) 02:25
Doggin' out the hoe like Shaggy (bih) 02:27
Could've went Spec', went Caddy' 02:29
Pull up with the cutter, we ready (yeah) 02:31
Fucked a opp bitch, I'm petty (ah) 02:33
Iced out bolognese spaghetti (yeah) 02:36
First off, gotta go baguette (slime) 02:38
Talk less, do more spinnin' (yeah) 02:40
Walk down shit'll get drenchy 02:41
Turn the whole city up litty (skrrt) 02:43
Bad bitch could've went viddy (wow) 02:45
Savage, 21 killers (brr) 02:47
Brat bitch ridin' with her sister 02:49
Dog ass ho, you a thotty, ugh 02:52
Bruh turn cop new body, ugh 02:54
Twin you rat, you smoke, ugh 02:55
Shoot em' in the head, you the GOAT, ugh 02:57
Coulda went fed, went broke, ugh 03:00
Trap nigga livin' out the ocean, yeah 03:02
The Phantom, the Rolls I don't know 03:03
The eaters go everywhere I go (ayuh) 03:05
Money on money, these millions, ya dig? 03:07
I'm spending this shit on my bitches and my kids 03:09
I'm sittin' in the Bent' not the Benz 03:12
This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent 03:13
I don't want you going to do nothin' 03:16
If I gotta be the one tell you to spin 03:17
These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin' 03:20
And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends 03:21
(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce, I don't know the kind 03:24
I don't know the name of it 03:27
Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning 03:28
But I don't know the name of her 03:31
She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him 03:33
And it fucked his fame up 03:34
We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga the same mud 03:37
03:40

Money On Money

By
Young Thug, Future
Album
UY Scuti
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Lyrics:

[English]

Wheezy Outta here!

(808 Mafia!)

The Wagster, turn me up some

Yeah, okay

Money on money, these millions, ya dig?

I'm spending this shit on my bitch and my kids

I'm sittin' in the Bent, not the Benz

This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent

I don't want you going to do nothin'

If I gotta be the one tell you to spin

These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin'

And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends

(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce

I don't know the kind

I don't know the name of it

Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning

But I don't know the name of her

She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him

And it fucked his fame up

We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud

Mama you a thot (ah)

I don't want shots (ah)

Brother you a rat (my brother)

Twin, you a pack (twin you)

Runnin' through Saks (hey!)

Louis V slacks (Louis)

Hermès Trench (Hermès)

Swimming pool heated (ooh)

Yeah, she ain't tryna eat it (she ain't tryna what?)

Shawty, you can beat it

Drinkin' two liter, riding two-seater, ridin' with a eater (uh, beast)

Callin' me papi, I'm callin' her mami and señorita (uh, yeah, all of it!)

I ain't been cocky, but I been puttin' on ever since beepers (no kizzy)

Fuck me good the first day, a nigga might keep her (fuck a nigga good)

Blowin' money fast like a fucking cheeta (mm, that's good)

I been in the trenches filled with Hyenas (ah, Hyenas, yeah-yeah)

Bugatti Spyder whippin' that bitch from the side

Money on money, these millions, ya dig?

I'm spending this shit on my bitches and kids (put that shit up for my kids)

I'm sittin' in the Bent' not the Benz

This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent (no rent, ya dig?)

I don't want you going to do nothin'

If I gotta be the one tell you to spin

These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin'

And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends (on God)

(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce, I don't know the kind

I don't know the name of it (I don't know the name of it)

Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning

But I don't know the name of her (what's her name?)

She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him

And it fucked his fame up (ha-ha)

We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga, the same mud

You identify my bitches with AP

She ain't got an AP, she is not mine

You cold, he cold

She belongs to the streets (ski)

(Ayuh)

Spoiled lil' bitch wearin' a Patek (ayuh)

Rose gold snake, she a baddie (ayuh)

Transport foreign, go slatty (ayuh)

Doggin' out the hoe like Shaggy (bih)

Could've went Spec', went Caddy'

Pull up with the cutter, we ready (yeah)

Fucked a opp bitch, I'm petty (ah)

Iced out bolognese spaghetti (yeah)

First off, gotta go baguette (slime)

Talk less, do more spinnin' (yeah)

Walk down shit'll get drenchy

Turn the whole city up litty (skrrt)

Bad bitch could've went viddy (wow)

Savage, 21 killers (brr)

Brat bitch ridin' with her sister

Dog ass ho, you a thotty, ugh

Bruh turn cop new body, ugh

Twin you rat, you smoke, ugh

Shoot em' in the head, you the GOAT, ugh

Coulda went fed, went broke, ugh

Trap nigga livin' out the ocean, yeah

The Phantom, the Rolls I don't know

The eaters go everywhere I go (ayuh)

Money on money, these millions, ya dig?

I'm spending this shit on my bitches and my kids

I'm sittin' in the Bent' not the Benz

This motherfucker pink slip nigga, no rent

I don't want you going to do nothin'

If I gotta be the one tell you to spin

These fuck niggas tellin' for nothin'

And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friends

(Grrah) drop top Rolls-Royce, I don't know the kind

I don't know the name of it

Fuck this lil' bitch last night and this morning

But I don't know the name of her

She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him

And it fucked his fame up

We want the same mud, not the green, my nigga the same mud

...

Vocabulary in this song:

Vocabulary Meanings

money

/ˈmʌni/

A1
  • noun
  • - a current medium of exchange in the form of coins and banknotes

spend

/spɛnd/

A2
  • verb
  • - to pay out (money) in buying or hiring goods or services

friends

/frɛndz/

A1
  • noun
  • - a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection

name

/neɪm/

A1
  • noun
  • - a word or set of words by which a person, animal, place, or thing is known

mud

/mʌd/

B1
  • noun
  • - soft, wet earth

shots

/ʃɒts/

B1
  • noun
  • - an act of shooting

heated

/ˈhiːtɪd/

B1
  • adjective
  • - having been made warm or hot

fast

/fæst/

A1
  • adjective
  • - moving or capable of moving at high speed

trenches

/ˈtrɛntʃɪz/

B2
  • noun
  • - a long, narrow ditch

streets

/striːts/

A1
  • noun
  • - a public road in a city or town

gold

/ɡoʊld/

A1
  • noun
  • - a yellow precious metal
  • adjective
  • - made of or resembling gold

spinnin'

/ˈspɪnɪŋ/

B2
  • verb
  • - revolving quickly

city

/ˈsɪti/

A1
  • noun
  • - a large town

trap

/træp/

B2
  • noun
  • - a place or situation from which it is difficult or impossible to escape

ocean

/ˈoʊʃən/

A2
  • noun
  • - a very large expanse of sea

Grammar:

  • I'm spending this shit on my bitch and my kids

    ➔ Present Continuous for actions happening now.

    ➔ The phrase "I'm spending" uses the present continuous tense to emphasize the action of spending money is actively happening. The use of "this shit" is slang to emphatically refer to money.

  • I'm sittin' in the Bent, not the Benz

    ➔ Ellipsis (omission of words) and contrasting conjunction 'not'.

    ➔ Ellipsis omits "in" again before "the Benz" for brevity. The word 'not' creates contrast. The full sentence would be: 'I'm sitting in the Bent, not in the Benz'

  • If I gotta be the one tell you to spin

    ➔ Use of "gotta" (got to) - a colloquial form indicating necessity.

    "Gotta" is a shortened and informal version of "got to," which expresses obligation or necessity. The full sentence would be "If I have got to be the one to tell you to spin"

  • She told that pussy she don't know nothin' about him

    ➔ Double negative and subject-verb agreement (or lack thereof) for stylistic effect.

    ➔ The phrase "she don't know nothin'" contains a double negative, which, in standard English, would be incorrect. However, in some dialects and in informal speech, it is used for emphasis. The verb "don't" does not agree with the singular subject "she," which is also a feature of informal speech.

  • Mama you a thot

    ➔ Omission of the verb 'are'.

    ➔ In informal language or certain dialects, the verb "are" is sometimes omitted in statements like "Mama, you a thot." The full sentence would be "Mama, you are a thot."

  • I ain't been cocky, but I been puttin' on ever since beepers

    ➔ Double negative ("ain't been") and colloquial contractions ("puttin'").

    "Ain't been" is a non-standard, colloquial double negative for "have not been." "Puttin'" is a shortened form of "putting."

  • Bugatti Spyder whippin' that bitch from the side

    ➔ Present participle as an adjective ("whippin'").

    "Whippin'" is the present participle of "whip", used here as an adjective to describe the action of driving the Bugatti Spyder. It implies a fast and skillful driving style.

  • You identify my bitches with AP

    ➔ Use of 'with' to denote association or identification.

    ➔ The preposition 'with' is used here to indicate that the speaker's "bitches" (a slang term for women) are associated or identified by wearing Audemars Piguet (AP) watches. This suggests wealth and status.

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