Money Magnet

Every bitch I had look like they got booty shots Gonna likes to shoot but not the same object that Kool got Kool is my photographer, ain't know if you knew or not East Atlanta, I'm with Mojo, he's got stupid nines And in this section by myself, I'm a fucking gangster College bitch say she always wanna fuck a gangster Foreign cars, ? In that nine, Glock 9 tucked up in my waist South side, outside, hustle in the rain Won't cut no corners, stood on corners for a quarter a day 252, get 4 of them, you got 1008 Public housing, stay from round, smoke out a pound of grapes Sold bookoo ounces by the thousands in a race for guap Chip off a block, killer come quickly chip off your block I heard that it was money on the avenue Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics Say the street lights, just came on All my girlfriends wondering why I ain't came home I'm a money magnet, I'm a money magnet I'm a money magnet, and my pockets got the mumps Not in a disrespectful manner, but my pants is sagging I'm in the game of pharmaceuticals, and I ain't bragging I gave a listen to your music and I started laughing Wondering who the fuck is you, and when you started trapping BWA, Bread Winners Association Ain't got a DOC number, we not associated Polo logo crazy, only on my underwear In my closet for hours, undecided on what I'mma wear I walk around with 60 grand in my 508s And rings glistening, women giggling, right away Don't hang out in booty clubs, I don't like to party 'Cause bitches from the booty club give me private parties I heard that it was money on the avenue Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics Say the street lights, just came on All my girlfriends wondering why I ain't came home I'm a money magnet, I'm a money magnet I'm a money magnet, and my pockets got the mumps I heard that it was money on the avenue Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon Say the street lights, just came on And my pockets got the mumps --- Money Magnet - Kevin Gates