Dirty Money lyrics

I don't wanna sound mad, though! I don't wanna sound mad!

I feel marvelous right now!

Dirty money

Tell that bitch with the crown to run it like chris brown

She won 3 rounds, I'mma need a hundred thou

Like china town, bitches better bow down

Oh, you ain't know? bet ya'll bitches know now

Fuck I gotta do to let 'em know that I'm the one?

Way I ride the drum they salute me in the slum

In the 6 hun the color of bubble gum

I'm with my nigga spits and my nigga, bun crum (waddup!)

Yes, I'm the one, I'm the motherfuckin' one (chyeah!)

Hold more weight than the late big pun (oh!)

Bitches talk slick, but they ain't say nun (no!)

Mad cause I'm bad, 2 sticks in my bun (chyeah!)

Yes, sir, look what i've done

They r-run, run when I come

Bum-stickity-bum, let me tell 'em where I'm from

Queens, little mama, gabbana, some nice pumps (chyeah!)