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Fredo - Money Talks Ft. Dave (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo
Fredo
Vocals
Dave
Dave
Vocals
Ayo Oyerinde
Ayo Oyerinde
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marvin Bailey
Marvin Bailey
Songwriter
Ayo Oyerinde
Ayo Oyerinde
Songwriter
David Orobosa Omoregie
David Orobosa Omoregie
Songwriter
Kyle Evans
Kyle Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave
Dave
Producer
Ileki J. Scarlett
Ileki J. Scarlett
Recording Engineer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Liam Hebb
Liam Hebb
Assistant Engineer
Dave Turner
Dave Turner
Mastering Engineer
Kyle Evans
Kyle Evans
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look
Let's keep it real, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking still?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, babe, we're just speaking still, chill
My girl like 5'3 when she's in heels
I mean I just seen feds on the M-way
[Verse 2]
Let's keep it facts, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking back?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, G, it ain't even that
Cap, my young boy love riding out
He don't even trap
[Verse 3]
Yo, she wanna leave with the kid
Like my cases, I'm beating it quick
Yo, why you still speaking your shit?
Money talks, you don't need any lips
I got robbers that's running with me
When you see us best tuck in the piece
I don't shit in the trap, no touching them seats
If I'm in there I'm flushing the keys
Free Blacks, they handed him time
Like my Audi, he'llhandle it fine
Disrespect me, I'll bang on a nine
We come next day like Amazon Prime
If we go, we're taking a Glock
She like my clothes, she's taking 'em off
My tape took long, if you waited I'm soz
But first we had to drop tape on that block
[Verse 4]
Yo, you know what's funny to me?
300 racks ain't no money to me
You're broke, that's why she act funny to beat
Bro, you better just run her to me
Now them shows are 100 a fee
I cook ****, done 'em for free
My plug got a present, it's coming for cheap
Them boxes I got ain't for under no tree
Cocaine, no weed on the scale
No gossip, we leave it to girls
Trap boys, so easy to tell
Got more soda than Kenan and Kel
[Verse 5]
No, I don't dance, I money walk
Whipping up with the money fork
Dem man been chatting for days
But me, I let my money talk
[Verse 6]
Let's keep it real, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking still?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, babe, we're just speaking still, chill
My girl like 5'3 when she's in heels
I mean I just seen feds on the M-way
[Verse 7]
Let's keep it facts, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking back?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, G, it ain't even that
Cap, my young boy love riding out
He don't even trap
I see dem man steal the style
[Verse 8]
Fuck dem man
I don't respect my paigons
Coochie freshly shaven
Man's got expectations
Old ting tried flex on man last week with a dead baecation
Baby, I go Heathrow more than your man goes petrol station
Two white, Ronnie and Roxy
Year 9, thought he could rob me
Big flick **** that's gotta be on me
Before Black Ops, we had zombies
Spooky Bando, this Thierry, no Henry
Jeans, Amiri come costly
Gotta have teeth when a man's this flossy
[Verse 9]
Let's keep it real, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking still?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, babe, we're just speaking still, chill
My girl like 5'3 when she's in heels
I mean I just seen feds on the M-way
Fuck that, I'm speeding still
I got a brownin' saying I'm toxic
So what? I'm beating still
We've come a long way from days
On the back of the bus with the cheapest deals
Still, half that price, dark and light
That's Denise and Phil
[Verse 10]
Let's keep it facts, if money talks
Then why dem man there speaking back?
"I heard you and her doing a ting?"
Nah, G, it ain't even that
Cap, my young boy love riding out
He don't even trap
I see dem man steal the style
I'm gonna need it back
Trap boy went and signed with Sony
Left there, kept dealing packs
They know we're speaking facts
Don't even speak if you ain't speaking racks
Dark and light, feed the cats
That's Denise and Max
Written by: Fredo, David Omoregie
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