| Trauma Tone
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| His name is Kino Beats
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| Got 'em pissed 'bout a MAG
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| Got 'em pissed, got 'em mad
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| Yeah, had to get in my bag
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| In my bag, yeah
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| Oh, that didn’t think that I could last
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| Thinking that she’s sweet, I’ll put them killers on your ass
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| How you from the east and you can’t even get a pat
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| I hate when lying tigers bare
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| Heart balling and then, nigga, I’mma spare
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| Hit another brick, just like (Woah!)
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| I fake, then I get dropped in the stand (Drop!)
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| Ric Flair, been east eagle, I feel it in the air
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| Put an eagle on your head
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| They gon' lay eggs and fly
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| Hope I don’t wake up to my will regret
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| I woke up with a bottle in my bed
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| Fuck him 'til the eyes roll to the back of my head
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| Balling with some niggas that’s 'bout what they said
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here (There's a lot of us in this bitch)
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)
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| Cautious of snakes, but often bosses relate
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| I broke down a quarter of weight on a white porcelain plate
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| I woke up feeling marvelous today
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| Y’all think I flossed with this cake but that show money help my dog with his
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| case
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| Yeah, I still feel it when I pass through ghettos
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| Y’all had to settle we turned to family in Griselda
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| Griselda x Fashion Rebels
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| Two months in the trap, that’s a May to November run
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| Real shit, you ain’t a boss 'til you make your nigga run
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| I hate when lying tigers bare
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| Heart balling and then, nigga, I’mma spare
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| You gettin' money, they aware (Yeah)
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here (Look)
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| She know who the boss is, I bounce back from my losses
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| Bust an AP flawless from that pot and that Faux shit
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| Mayweather money, beat up them charges
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| Too much drip that’s why the closet is bigger than your apartment
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| I give her bad shots 'til I empty my cartridge
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| Fuck her now on the sink, the pussy drip like the faucet
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| The pussy nigga kept talking, his life on the line he lost it
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| It’s pressure then we upping, we ain’t squashing
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| Machine, bitch
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| I hate when lying tigers bare
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| Heart balling and then, nigga, I’mma spare
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| Girl I pull a few strings, still love the shit with the Benz
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| Got fiends in the greens, still want a 2 for 15
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| Hunty taking pop bottles back to catch a cab to me
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| Now I give her 5 dollars just to pump the gas for me
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| On the east catching cells in the 40 210
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| 50 deep on the wheels, we want all them M boxes
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| Gotta land on the paint so my blood out and bonded
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| Woo Tatty play with cottons so his molly skin poppin'
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| Where we at
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| Put your wrist in the air
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| You gettin' money, they aware
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| It’s a lot of bosses up in here
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| Bosses up in here |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Money , by - DeJ Loaf. Song from the album Sell Sole II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп