Mike Sherm
Married To The Money
(Intro)
Pappa got beats making history, on god!
(Hook: Mike Sherm X G Divine)
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white dog
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white chick
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Ayy! Look!
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches
(Verse 1: G Divine)
The way like I’m living like a bakery
Bread in my new say fuck lovers get money bitches back in to face
Real to the death of me
Bitch, I got the recipe
I don’t do the friends because they always turn into enemies
Family over everything is blood in my circle
Suckin’ one beef giving shells like a turtle
They might as well forfeit
They can’t afford this
I’m gucci in the west
I’ll be on my Tom gorgeous shit
Fly around solo
I’ll be around to the ned
I cuddy in a stall
He gonna ride with a set
Feeding Cuddy yagi you coming home soon
We got bitches on bitches
I got rooms on roves
Listen, trapped look dirty to that bitch television to a broom
Sippin’ that syrup from a cup not a spoon
Rich if you got the hammer that you mother fuckers do
I’m gonna keep the shit a hundred today till they put me in my toon ayy!
(Hook: Mike Sherm X G Divine)
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white dog
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white chick
Yang! Yang! Yang!
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Gay!
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches
Ayy, look!
(Verse 2: G Divine)
Bitch I’m bout bread like bimbo
The money come first
Man is really that simple you go find me and your girl
Mouth something like a dimple
I played that bitch too like “She a fucking instrumental”
Ayy, and goddamn
We’ve been at it for a minute
Got a girl in my bed and she working up a sweat
I ain’t taxing bitch if she plotting on my check
And I ain’t trying to make love bitch
Only with the neck
Any time when I slide through that bitch I got a ball
All my kitty solid as a fucking brick wall
Y’all want this
But, you better think twice!
I’m rob for the gang like I used to rob bikes
I’m gonna rob for the gang and that’s true! (True!)
I dab with the thing and I gotta keep it 2!
Ayy, it it’s dis lips don’t talk that’s the mother fucking rule
I gotta shoter on my left wing you know cool bitch
(Hook: Mike Sherm)
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white dog
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches
You think you only wanna fuck?
Bitch, you damn right!
Married to the money gonna give a fuck about a damn white chick
I can fuck a different bitch each day here and night
Neighborhood plumber Imma get in a hotel fight my bitches