Artist: HoodRich Pablo Juan
Album:  Designer Drugz (Mixtape)
Song:   J-Money
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money

They knocking my door off the hinges
These junkies aggressive, but friendly
I'm serving them out of tell Bentley
But tailor-made clothes like I'm Fonzworth Bentley
The shoes that I'm wearing, Givenchy
Don't give no fuck, keep your opinion
Trapping and dabbing, bitch, I'm the plug
Man, I'm looking for career, Simmons
I got more boot than a Timberland
I'm beating this track like I'm Timbaland
I'm working my wrist and I'm spinning
The junkies, they coming, they spending it
I got the J-money
Yeah, I got the rich, I get money
This ain't no trap for no J-money
I got the plug money
Hang with the robbers and drug money
You get took off of the plug money
This ain't no J-money
They calling me Mr. Bentley, I got the J running
Cook it like Benihana fried cucumbers
I know what you did last summer
I had to put back on my mask
I rob me a nigga from Columbia

I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money

Wholesale and retail
Leaking the brick, the trappers and J-money
But scheming Givenchy
MuMu, Cartier to play money
Go to the border to get the bricks
Selling so fast that they stay fronting
I'm drunk in love, fucking with the rock
I got Beyonce and Jay money
Go to 85, no Jimmy Carter
Capp, when I put the birds in the water
Serving your auntie and fucking your daughter
They come to the door with the dollars and quarters
Breaking the brick and the onions
Break a onion down to twenty-eight
Selling grams in a 2-for-$5
I got the Frosted Flakes, they say it's great

I got the trap doing numbers, I made a million off onions
Watch how they fall in the fall, we get so hot in the summer
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I got the J-money, I got the J-money
I'm cooking them chicken dumplings, my pockets on chunky monkey
I'm selling the work so fast, they fronting, they keeping it coming
I got the J-money, I got the J-money