Money by KOTY Lyrics
[Intro: Johnny & Snakes from Home Alone (1990)]
Who is it?
It's me, Snakes, I got the stuff
Leave it on the doorstep and get the hell out of here
All right, Johnny, but what about my money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
I'm gonna give you to the count of 10 to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister off my property before I pump your guts full of lead
All right, Johnny, I'm sorry. I'm going
One, two, ten
Haha, hahaha, haha (KOTY, ayy)
[Verse]
Bitch, don't touch my clothes
Dropped a bill' up on a coat
I spit flame like I'm Zuko
If you hate me then fo'sho (Fo'sho)
I will never pay a toll
Gimme time to get my own
And I swear I'll take the throne
I'll be flyer than a drone
All these other rappers clones
Smokin' dope until I'm gone
I just keep it nonchalant
I'm just always fuckin' stoned
But I still can't get alone
Yeah, ya fakin', so I'm ghost
Gotta go, yeah, I really need to focus on my dough
On my dough
[Outro: Johnny & Snakes from Home Alone (1990)]
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
I'm gonna give you to the count of 10 to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister off my property before I pump your guts full of lead
All right, Johnny, I'm sorry. I'm going
One, two, ten
Haha, hahaha, haha, ha
Keep the change, ya filthy animal
Who is it?
It's me, Snakes, I got the stuff
Leave it on the doorstep and get the hell out of here
All right, Johnny, but what about my money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
I'm gonna give you to the count of 10 to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister off my property before I pump your guts full of lead
All right, Johnny, I'm sorry. I'm going
One, two, ten
Haha, hahaha, haha (KOTY, ayy)
[Verse]
Bitch, don't touch my clothes
Dropped a bill' up on a coat
I spit flame like I'm Zuko
If you hate me then fo'sho (Fo'sho)
I will never pay a toll
Gimme time to get my own
And I swear I'll take the throne
I'll be flyer than a drone
All these other rappers clones
Smokin' dope until I'm gone
I just keep it nonchalant
I'm just always fuckin' stoned
But I still can't get alone
Yeah, ya fakin', so I'm ghost
Gotta go, yeah, I really need to focus on my dough
On my dough
[Outro: Johnny & Snakes from Home Alone (1990)]
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
What money? What money?
I'm gonna give you to the count of 10 to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister off my property before I pump your guts full of lead
All right, Johnny, I'm sorry. I'm going
One, two, ten
Haha, hahaha, haha, ha
Keep the change, ya filthy animal