Lyrics:
Yung b the new wave fuck that nine to five
They should rename that shit the new slave
Had to get up on my hustle and get myself paid
Yung b yung b
me ferait du bien
So tell me what’s gonna be
Je suis sorti de piste
Faut que tu m’évites
Donne le respect que je mérite
Ou ton ascension sera pénible
Mesmo que cansadas. Estéreis. Words albeit tired. Sterile.
Mesmo que já mulas velhas Albeit old mules already
super carregadas de sentidos gastos.
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Ain't looking back
Yea
Savages only nigga aye
Savages only nigga aye
Mula-gang
Shawn-doe
Mula-gang
Got a lot of shooters and they
Yea my heart so cold like a pimp shit on Vday
Like they finished cookin chicken niggas be so greasy
9 to 5s don't F*ck wit me I'm trappin off this
hope you say it loud
KD Mula from the 8
I’ll always be around
And you’re a queen forever they can never take the crown
I drip you in designer just to see
power
Lagi gila dari dulu versi nombor dua
Bila aku menulis dan mula bercerita
Buat penulis, muflis tatabahasa
Tak reti melukis, masih corakkan minda
they don't wanna see you shine DJ Khaled
Energy when it comes to stacking I be on my grind
Melodies what she's gonna be singing when we link up
Tryna buy
tell me
What you want
What you want
What you want
I don't give a fuck about you
Tlowa tseleng ngwana batho
Lil Gucci Coke Mula
Ntwana Mnaeza, My
Haters moving fast
Wanna check if I fall
That you shouldn't be checking for
Just respect it more
Say less cus less is more
Bad chick
That know who
Suited 9-5, make the money come alive how I toss it and it's dancing on a nice chick
Recycle the mula then throw again, sorry baby that's the way it be
with me run the bands to double digits
Take Trip with a couple bitches me and mula about to risk it
Pull up in shark shit pull up in park shit
I know
Hey there yeah I go by Kota
Vanny is the man who made me
Shit be getting crazy
Won't be here for too long no
Think I gotta pack my bags I'm gone
Now
(Aye, aye)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
(Yea)
(Aye)
Mula-gang
Shawn-doe
(Aye, aye)
(Aye)
Put my gang on my back
Run up they gone attack
me (No)
Fuck all that come here girl
Let me show you how it be (Let me show you)
Let me that beat pussy
In the ring I’m young Ali (Bow)
Push to start
I just need some mula-mula, money dance that hula-hula
Birth these thoughts medulla-dulla, poppin in this bitch me and my troopers
On my Kyle shit,
seoul so cold.I felt it too hot
나 혼자 와 불려 NE/ma, lil dubai
outside cold but I felt it too hot
두 개가 바껴 I see only mula
wrist only bish bitch bish bish
I
commit
Give me your ginger
I want your ginger
Mamacita
I no fit leave now
I be original
Come for the mula
Bad man Shexy
I know am sexy
Give me your ginger
Need more mula up tonight
Take what I want
From my talent so high
It got me this far
Taking me to new heights
To where I wanna be
What I've seen with my
Alexander McQueens yeah lil bitch I be the Don
That my sniper over there ain't see em creepin back there huh
She don't wear no underwear, let's get straight
pay and spray attention when
The mula start growing and
The mula start talking yeah
Money talks and I be hitting high notes (money talks yeah)
Zero
You are now listening to Alci Vanity
From when the sun up I come up like hello do you see me
Want my chedda, mula, bread and everything that's in
on a million
Haters I be shitting on
Yeah I make it rain bad bitches I be Fucking huh
Yeah, I wanna make it, Dreamchaser
Work hard no sleep sorry bitch call Me
Aha, told y'all niggas I'm back
Uh,
Cash cow cause I'm all about the mula
Ask how Max V became the ruler
Blacked out sendin' shots at ya medulla
I'm
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