| You know that cash loud, you know that weed loud
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| Bad bitches throw it back until they scream loud
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| And everything that I been putting on my feet loud
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| And everybody on the motherfucking team loud
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| If you a hating ass bitch, it’s quiet for you
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| If you a broke motherfucker, it’s quiet for you
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| If you ain’t fucking with my team, then it’s quiet for you
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| You fuck around and we could start a fucking riot on you
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| They say I’m young, fly and impressive
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| Them bad hoes get aggressive, I just take ‘em home and undress ‘em
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| They telling me all they secrets like that pillow talk a confession
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| I bring ‘em down to they knees like they praying
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| And then I bless ‘em, amen, I went to school with y’all
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| I never finished class so everything I learned, I learned from falling on my ass
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| Them bitches sending me pictures, just so they back
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| If a picture worth a thousand words, then why am I saying damn?
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| I’m the man, they grabbing me to start families
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| I ain’t tryna build with no broke cats, this ain’t habitat for humanity
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| Now I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me
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| And there ain’t nothing you could say to me
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| They know that E block is that tree spot
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| And they pump in there, it’s like Reeboks
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| They throw duffle bags in them Nissans
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| In that weed spot with that heavy weight
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| We box or we entertain ‘cause ain’t no spics in the NBA
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| And they don’t show spics with no MBA
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| I’m on the coast of Venezuela with a ten
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| And all she do is tan and roll with me in bed
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| Nobody starting with us ‘cause they knowing we the best
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| And you got have a little heart in you to be a threat
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| I run with a clique of some troublesome spics
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| My people are making they money off bricks
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| And showing no love if it doesn’t exist
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| No wonder I only been fucking with chips
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| I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me
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| And there ain’t nothing you could say to me
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| Nah, they know I still ain’t hitting my prime
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| I did the tracks with them other cats but ain’t one I didn’t outshine
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| My city with me, they riding with me like they was sitting outside
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| Pretty women, they eyes is chinky, yeah everybody is high uh
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| My wallet staying full, there ain’t no vacancy
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| Hate on me, I make you take a seat like I’mma maitre d'
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| And every day the team been going out on them flights
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| But when I’m touching down, I’m going right back to them Heights
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| There ain’t no yes men on my team, my people say what they mean
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| ‘Cause you can’t trust a cat that don’t say no just so everybody is pleased
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| Nah, now I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me
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| And there ain’t nothing you could say to me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Quiet For You, artist - Emilio Rojas. Album song No Shame... No Regrets, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп