Money Man Flow

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I hop in the booth and then I press record
I put the truth in the verse and the chorus
I don’t need a pencil, I don’t need to write it
She want me to strike it, want me to record
I let her watch it and then I delete it
I’m going up, they gone wanna deplete me
If I was Mexican they’ll try to deport me
Might think I’m a bitch but don’t try to extort me
Won’t shop for the bitch, I can not be extorted
Might shop for brick just to go and export it
One button on the whip, it’ll go into sport
Ain’t pay much for the fit, but I’m sill gonna sport it
I need a cougar to come in and spoil me
You not a cougar if you are not 40
Might got a ruger, I might got a 40
I am not rude, baby, I got some manners.
I got respect for the hoes and the dancers
You can’t be with me, you smoking that cancer
Put that shit out ‘fo you give yourself cancer
Ain’t been to Philly, but I think I’m the answer
Got all of these bucks, but none of em got antlers, I’m feeling like Santa
Been schooling these niggas like I was a chancellor
Sheen (She ain’t) wanna listen so I had to cancel her
I control her heart like cardiovascular
I got a plug and now I’m rocking Christians
Came up in church, I came up as a Christian
Started smoking loud, it’s so loud you can hear it
Move from religion, and got w/ the spirits
Most people hear a spirit and they fear it
I hear a spirit and I try to listen
Gotta change the subject just so you’ll listen
Want my diamonds blinging, want my diamonds glistening
Want my diamonds nasty, want my diamonds pissin
Tryna make her nasty and she starting to listen
But she too damn classy she ain’t really with it
Told her I respect all of her decisions
I’m scared of my dreams ‘cuz they looking like visions
I’m tryna get ate, I just want the mouth from you
Wasn’t talking dates when I said I want out with you
Keep a moneybag, I’m a money man
Want them yellow diamonds
Call em suntan, give me suntan
Wooah, give me something, baby
I hop in the booth and then I press record
I put the truth in the verse and the chorus
I don’t need a pencil I don’t need to write it
She want me to strike it, want me to record
I let her watch it and then I delete it
I’m going up, they gone wanna deplete me
If I was Mexican they’ll try to deport me
Might think I’m a bitch but don’t try to extort me
Won’t shop for the bitch, I can not be extorted
Might shop for brick just to go and export it
One button on the whip, it’ll go into sport
Ain’t pay much for the fit, but I’m sill gonna sport it
I need a cougar to come in and spoil me
You not a cougar if you are not 40
Might got a rugger, I might got a 40
I am not rude, baby, I got some manners
Get straight to the point like a fresh pack of tacks
Didn’t have to get in the streets and that’s facts
But I know the streets like the back of my hand
My dawg stealing from me, I’m cutting his paws off
The pump was too long so he went got the sawed-off
I heard you the one that was tipping the laws off
And girl you the one, baby go’on take yo drawers off
I might kiss it baby, I might lick it baby
Hold up, you never thought
What you undressing for
Put ya damn clothes on, you fvckin up the Ozone
I’m blowing on O’s, I’ll put you in a O-Zone
A room full of hoes, come pull up to the hoe-zone
Can’t get up my nose, you know that is a no-no
That boy too cold, in a cup, in a froze-zone
Ferbo Jack Frost give a damn what you thought
Ian counting yo pockets, don’t care what you bought
Don’t you say what you seen
Don’t you say what you saw
And I’m cooking up, ain’t have to cook up the raw
Cooking up, ain’t have to cook up the raw
Cooking up, ain’t have to cook up the raw
Cooking up, cooking up, ain’t have to cook up the raw
Ain’t have to cook up the raw, yea
I treat that bitch like a fish, uh-huh
I put my hook in her jaw
I hop in the booth and then I press record
I put the truth in the verse and the chorus
I don’t need a pencil I don’t need to write it
She want me to strike it, want me to record
I let her watch it and then I delete it
I’m going up, they gone wanna deplete me
If I was Mexican they’ll try to deport me
Might think I’m a bitch but don’t try to extort me
Won’t shop for the bitch, I can not be extorted
Might shop for brick just to go and export it
One button on the whip, it’ll go into sport
Ain’t pay much for the fit, but I’m sill gonna sport it
I need a cougar to come in and spoil me
You not a cougar if you are not 40
Might got a rugger, I might got a 40
I am not rude, baby, I got some manners

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Written by: Kamren Watkins

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