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Knocked up nine months ago And what she finna have she don't know She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old She don't want no rock-n-roll She want
We moved out to California Shooting for the stars The biggest thing since Elvis Nothing could go wrong But they took us for all our money
Money Run ???????????? (lyrics) Bridge 1 : They don’t wanna let a nigga ball ???? / (Swish) Adlib
Afternoon Snapchat I can't believe she moves like that I love to make that money Love to make that money (Yah) Afternoon Snapchat I can't believe she
spreadin' quicker Than makin' paper airplanes out of a twenty, fuck money I don't rap for dead presidents, I'd rather see the president It's never been
the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt... hey shawty I'm
life You don't fit inside my fuckin' shoes, right? (Right?) I don't need no diamonds, I need all money You don't do the job, we'll do the job right
dem old hundids my mistress All blue hundids like im crippin Clean dirty money like dishes Working my wrist just like fitness That don bon-ded wit my
В моей лапе тлеет kush Make money, поднял куш Sweet stuff, полный куш Твоя сука мне сосет за kush В моей лапе тлеет kush Make money, поднял куш Sweet
my rod She just want my money, baby I just wanna give her love True'd up homie, gemstones on me 6snot's with me, 6 hoes on me Get away from me, get
Got it up to 100 miles an hour one time Barely old enough to drive that 1969 400 4th gear still turnt the tires Probably let it die 1,000 times
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank The money goes into my piggy bank Clickity-clank, clickity-clank The money goes into my piggy bank Man I’ll get
energy bad vibes n****s lonely If the foreign ain't fast .... I don’t own it N****s hype on old s**t I been had Selling art for the low i used to weigh
Yo, 23 years old man I just bought my first house man Damn bro, we on a Gangshit Für die Gang, for a Gang Money Grind, till the end We the Gang, you
friends who are fake Some old friends who I hate I have a lot of enemies like Drake Bad bitch want to be my mate For money never I will be late Coz I want
Sometimes I get lost in my mind And I don't know why It's a strange old time In my life I don't cry, I just lie To myself, say I'm fine Sometimes I
her, he courted her. He loved her as his life Oft times he'd asked her if she would be his wife Along come an old man, he come from Noah's ark A long
D-O double G (from the DP) Now all the bitches if you with me, come get me I'm in room 210, don't forget to bring the gin That's the old fashion
Dig this, new fish, old twist The way they turned a young nigga out, had him suckin dick (damn!) He gangbang and slang 'caine on the streets With
goodin' She got the wizard of west wood, like old John Wooding But how could I need that I'm looking for feedback, because I can't believe that I fell
So what do you think of rhyming on this joint Let's see, That's Cool, That's funky That Reminds me of some old funky groove Yeah Now we can take
stick Here have my blood money I'll play the part in the old Shakespeare play I'll meet you there in the deep summer day I'll know you there, in the long
damn) Is you my fan or my enemy, nigga? My money too grown to be kiddin' with niggas (it long) I bidded with niggas, play tunk on the bunk One nigga
My stripes show like regiments, military intelligence Murder game, I leave no evidence, credentials Go ask my pre-school, even talk to my old
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