MONEY TALKS
Freazy
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How you doin' you When all you do is watchin' me? I'm a paper chaser baby I don't ever work for free I got a couple racks Bussin' out my Levi jeans and I hustle like my teeth bitch I grind in my sleep Where the f*ck were you When we were on that TTC? And now I'm up in VIP You wanna come kick it with me? I'm in and out the bank To make deposits every week And I work so fuckin' hard I got folks counting on me I like a thick bitch Handle her business Got her own money Put that shit on my wishlist Swiss made watches Chains on spotless Look at my pockets Motherfuckers can't stop this I don't give a f*ck 'Bout what my haters gotta say How you claim to be a player when you ain't up in the game? Your shawty actin' different Every time she hear my name And I put on all your jewellery When I'm fuckin' on your bae Ooo! Pull up AMG Yeah I know How to make an entrance Henny hit her in the kitty Now she wanna sex me Hit the juice she loosey goosey Givin' it up If that's yo girl Then why my thumb in her butt? Ooooo! I'm so disrespectful She like to siddung And ride it like benzo Gorilla grip cuca In love with the head though But she's for the streets Gave her back to the ends yo Mandem show me love So I'm good just where I'm at This the northside We put the city on the map Like a iPhone with no case The way that I be droppin' crack I'm the hottest up and comer That's a motherfuckin' fact How you doin' you When all you do is watchin' me? I'm a paper chaser baby I don't ever work for free I got a couple racks Bussin' out my Levi jeans and I hustle like my teeth bitch I grind in my sleep Where the f*ck were you When we were on that TTC? And now I'm up in VIP You wanna come kick it with me? I'm in and out the bank To make deposits every week And I work so fuckin' hard I got folks counting on me Smokin' hydroponic chronic Supersonic gin and tonic If I like it yes I cop it No I don't do window shopping I don't want no problems I'm just focused on my commas But if the dollars stop comin' Then my problems become yo problems Bitch! You know what it is Out here on my money makin' shit I feel like Mitch But I was broke like Ace Boogie Green neck, fake gucci Used to steal out mama purse Now I slide money in it When she ain't lookin' I'm my own role model Man that's why I'm never sorry Knew no one would come and save me Had to get it so I got it Now my life's a movie Took lil mamí out to Mykonos Eat calamari off her body Sip Bacardi Pull up Audi I shut down the party oh! This for all the gyal with big batty Wine pon di cocky (oh!) Two bad bitches kissin' on me Black and white like domino Young rich and handsome I gotta let everybody know
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