Lyrical Breakdown of Addicted 2 Money (Feat. Lil Scrappy) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to money
Oh, I gotta have it
Ooh, I gotta grab it
Hustle real hard, gotta stack that cabbage
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It's the one
(One)
That I put before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
Look at your boy
(Boy)
Got 50 thousand in this mouth
(Mouth)
Look at your boy
(Boy)
I'm fixin' to buy a way bigger house
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
Born makin' money, I growed up in the hood
Yeah, all the hoes love me 'cause they know me real good
Been wearin' the same clothes 'bout 8 days
When they cut the 8 ball, when they flipped it 8 way
I don't feel clean, but a nigga so paid
Got the clean white tee with them fresh Air J's
I ain't got the charger, I got my bitch Escalade
Sippin' on the Grey Goose and some damn lemonade
Sittin' on the block, wise hoppin' it ain't nothin'
I'm a Trappa Town rapper, still got the hood bumpin'
Been through hell and back and I ain't frontin'
Niggas talkin' 'bout dough like they fuckin' sayin' somethin'
Oh, I gotta have it
Ooh, I gotta grab it
Hustle real hard, gotta stack that cabbage
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It's the one
(One)
That I put before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
Look at your boy
(Boy)
Got 50 thousand in this mouth
(Mouth)
Look at your boy
(Boy)
I'm fixin' to buy a way bigger house
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to clothes
I been a pimp my whole life, so I'm addicted to ho's
They feelin' on the big dipper, let 'em play with a stop
But they don't wanna fuck me, they wanna fuck my cock
On the bearskin rug, no shoes or socks
So all 3, you and the coop gotta lose your tops
See I'm addicted to the paper I been gettin' for years
And my whip is all white, I call it Britney Spears
They say life is like a circus when you stuck on the block
So we don't snitch or eat pork, we don't fuck with the cops
And that's why I'll be gettin' paper til the day that I die
So like Monica Lewinsky, keep your head up high, 'cause
Oh, I gotta have it
Ooh, I gotta grab it
Hustle real hard, gotta stack that cabbage
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It's the one
(One)
That I put before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
Look at your boy
(Boy)
Got 50 thousand in this mouth
(Mouth)
Look at your boy
(Boy)
I'm fixin' to buy a way bigger house
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It"s the son of the preacher, but raised by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gonna hate me
I got a good heart, and a good brain
You heard my gangsta story, my life was off the chain
My momma flipped the cane, and pop was up at church
The Joe had me in the hallway with the purp
Prayin' that I stay safe and I don't get murked
But I bet I get paid and make that money work
Hit the garage, I bet I gotta bigger vert
Let me holla at ya bitch, I'll make that pussy hurt
For real though, you know that I get dough
Finna rape the game, and my mission is to get more
Oh, I gotta have it
Ooh, I gotta grab it
Hustle real hard, gotta stack that cabbage
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It's the one
(One)
That I put before a ho
(Ho)
Money is all a nigga get for shows
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
Look at your boy
(Boy)
Got 50 thousand in this mouth
(Mouth)
Look at your boy
(Boy)
I'm fixin' to buy a way bigger house
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
(Yeah)
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money