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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Puff Daddy & The Family
Puff Daddy & The Family
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
King Los
King Los
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Composer
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Composer
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Composer
Carlos Coleman
Carlos Coleman
Composer
Pierre Ramon Slaughter
Pierre Ramon Slaughter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Producer
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
P-Nasty
P-Nasty
Co-Producer
Mario Winans
Mario Winans
Additional Producer
Matthew Testa
Matthew Testa
Mixing Engineer
Steve Hybicki
Steve Hybicki
Recording Engineer
Thomas Cullison
Thomas Cullison
Assistant Engineer
Josh Sellers
Josh Sellers
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 2]
Drop top serving up the dope, blat blat
Way back, this is the pay back
Permanent laid back
**** saying lay that
Where in the xannies does it say that
[Verse 3]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 4]
Drop top serving the dope when you raw with your broad
When you click clack way back
Now I'm with the freeband, way back, hey man
****, why the fuck would you say that?
[Verse 5]
I don't flex on ****, I don't talk no shit
I just get these checks, and check my bitch
I'm a brick of that, yay, Feds peeping the spot
Fiends outside, like them Yeezy's gon' drop
[Verse 6]
Yeah, she think I'm a mack, call me a pimp
Told her act like she know, she ordered the shrimp
I got some **** uptown, they got some shit for that ass
Don't come on my block without a visiting pass
[Verse 7]
On the phone with my chick, she said "There's work on your block"
Keep chasing that pussy, get you murked on the spot
I don't play no games, these **** is hoes
Keep my girl in chinchilla, drape my **** in gold, I'm cold, ****
[Verse 8]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 9]
Drop top serving up the dope, blat blat
Way back, this is the pay back
Permanent laid back
**** saying lay that
Where in the xannies does it say that
[Verse 10]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 11]
Drop top serving the dope when you raw
With your broad when you click clack way back
Now I'm with the freeband, way back, hey man
**** why the fuck would you say that?
[Verse 12]
Ay yo bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' living legend
Here's a lesson, ****, wake up
Pick a hustle, flip it, stretch it
[Verse 13]
Whip it, press it, ship it, check it
Shit perfected, in my presence
Just might cop your bitch a present
What you stressing?
[Verse 14]
This my section, I run it
I'm ready for the winter when the summer come
Real winner, breed **** that wanna win
Bitch, you fucking with a motherfucking one of one
[Verse 15]
I'm paid in full, trick, you got that Calvin in your eyes
Before I fall off, I'll replace the ground with the sky
[Verse 16]
Yeah, just like my daddy
Bitch, I should pull up and hop out the Caddy
Ride for the family, fuck being on the block, chopping them grams
See my Oscars and Grammys, yachts in Miami
[Verse 17]
Dreams to be rich, no life for a sucker
Tell my story, life of a hustler, I'm cold, ****
[Verse 18]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 19]
Drop top serving up the dope, blat blat
Way back, this is the pay back
Permanent laid back, **** saying lay that
Where in the xannies does it say that
[Verse 20]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 21]
Drop top serving the dope when you raw with your broad
When you click clack way back
Now I'm with the freeband, way back, hey man
****, why the fuck would you say that?
[Verse 22]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 23]
We be them d-boys standing in hallways
We been posted up around here all day
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 24]
We put them leans in double cups
Fuck havin' one bitch, you know I'm gonna double up
You know I'm gonna double up
Trapping a habit you whip up a Xannie
[Verse 25]
When I wear my watches I'm so undecided
I got it poppin' like Whitney and Bobby
They call me ace around here, ****
The number one **** around here, ****
[Verse 26]
I put my city and my **** on
They wish they could stop me my money long
They treated me just like I'm Al Capone
Got my **** they treat me like Al Capone
[Verse 27]
Know when you paid in full
You go through the hood and you looking like millions
When they doubted me, that's when I went hard
Then I got my whole city on
[Verse 28]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 29]
Drop top serving up the dope, blat blat
Way back, this is the pay back
Permanent laid back, **** saying lay that
Where in the xannies does it say that
[Verse 30]
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
Money making Mitch
Money, money making Mitch
[Verse 31]
Drop top serving the dope when you raw
With your broad when you click clack way back
Now I'm with the freeband, way back, hey man
****, why the fuck would you say that?
Written by: Carlos Coleman, Michael L. Williams II, Nayvadius Wilburn, Pierre Ramon Slaughter, Sean Combs
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