trophies

Singer: bizzy bone

don't fall in love with just money

please don't waste your life

it's all gone

all of sudden you'll love em

that's because she was a trophy wife

don't fall in love with just money

please don't waste your life

it's all gone

all of sudden you'll love em

that's because she was a trophy wife

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

you better stop looking at bitches on the gram

i see they creeping on a come up

with they laced friends done up

it's on

we gone and do this

someone let's get drunk and kick it with them

i got me some money

money

i am what i am

keep a uber to the sun up

rent the whole club out

we ain't leaving this bitch

i'm in here with my gun out

you need a ride or die

a real bitch

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

get it in the mud with

how can i trust them?

i'm gonna need more

then an ass and a outfit

capable i can run shit

money moves

let me make em

i can have any bitch i want

but it doesn't mean that i have to take em

nobody can stop me

it's still heaven's movie

she wanted to be around my niggas

she became a groupie

instead of a queen

she wanted money to enlarge her booty

she went to the studio to rep bitch

that ain't it you goofy

don't fall in love with just money

please don't waste your life

it's all gone

all of sudden you'll love em

that's because she was a trophy wife

don't fall in love with just money

please don't waste your life

it's all gone

all of sudden you'll love em

that's because she was a trophy wife

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

pick up the tech

make her break her neck

if the baguette

ya having money

is the only way she'll give you respect

i like a plain jane rolex

these niggas bougie keep a gun

here go my lil pump pump

here go my lil uzi

roll up the dutchy

to the left

my puff puff pass to tunchie

that lil bread that you give her

is for her head and coochie

lil b ya moving to fast

wanna baby

get married so you can use me?

a bottom bitch's reservation is on this moet

don't think you can choose me

you want a dummy so this nigga can hit you and you can sue him

you ain't slick bitch

think you can hustle me?

that's why these niggas call you stupid and your struggling

ever clear. shot it up proof

for the truth be

ghetto bitches

run up affiliated up on me and lucy

these niggas pussy

never let ya paper pull a bitch ya punk ya better listen to it. don't fall. don't fall in love with just money

please don't waste your life

it's all gone

all of sudden you'll love em

that's because she was a trophy wife

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp

i got the mind of a hustler

mind of a thugster

mind of a pimp