| My money I stack it to the ceiling
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| These niggas they out to get me I’m sweet I drive him Brazy
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| He want a Baby, he so crazy
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| These other bitches broke they lazy
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| Think I’m actin' funny, I’m just counting money
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| My money I stack it to the ceiling
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| These niggas they out to get me I’m sweet I drive him Brazy
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| He want a Baby, he so crazy
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| These other bitches broke they lazy
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| Think I’m actin' funny, I’m just counting money
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| Bitches switched up on me, niggas acting like they love me
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| Acting like my hubby, he ate my pussy like he hungry
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| These bitches hype me, foreign cars, no biking
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| Ugly hoes get to hiking, he like me ain’t no hiding
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| Me and him you can’t divide this, we getting money
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| Yeah we stacking, never slacking, pistol packing
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| These bitches they be acting, I’m a real bitch
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| For your love I’m a savage!
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| On the gram we flexing, hit my line we texting
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| You in love, you stressing
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| Ain’t worried about the next bitch, I got my own check bitch
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| Fuck a wedding ring I rock his necklace
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| And his Glock apart of my outfit
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| My money I stack it to the ceiling
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| These niggas they out to get me I’m sweet I drive him Brazy
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| He want a Baby, he so crazy
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| These other bitches broke they lazy
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| Think I’m actin' funny, I’m just counting money
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| My money I stack it to the ceiling
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| These niggas they out to get me I’m sweet I drive him Brazy
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| He want a Baby, he so crazy
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| These other bitches broke they lazy
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| Think I’m actin' funny, I’m just counting money |