| Whole lot of everything man
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| Paper route business
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| You know what the fuck goin on
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| Aye
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| My momma told me, fuck these bitches boy it’s plenty
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| My momma always told me boy, get off yo ass, go get it
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| My momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga
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| You know I keep a Glock, I’m big shot like Chauncey Billups
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| Money, money, money baby girl that’s all I know
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| I love smokin dope, pourin 4's and movin slow
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| Plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
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| I’m my Brother’s Keeper, but I still don’t trust a soul
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| I just want to know, why they hatin on the low
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| I’ma pop a xan, put a tag on his toe
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| My niggas pull up, straps yeah, they blast like G.I. |
| Joe
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| My niggas cuttin checks and they still cut throat
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| These hoes, we ain’t savin, we just slave ‘em then replace ‘em
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| I’m a sack chaser, catch me racin to that paper
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| Boy yo squad don’t ball no more, y’all just like the Lakers
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| Finesse that shit quick yeah, you know we had to take some
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| Whole lotta paper, bring a whole lotta haters
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| Heard you want some beef, I let my niggas come and cater
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| Tell ‘em catch up, before we bust yo lil tomatoe
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| I love my .9, more than Will love Jada
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| My momma told me, fuck these bitches boy it’s plenty
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| My momma always told me boy, get off yo ass, go get it
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| My momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga
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| You know I keep a Glock, I’m big shot like Chauncey Billups
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| Money, money, money baby girl that’s all I know
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| I love smokin dope, pourin 4's and movin slow
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| Plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
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| I’m my Brother’s Keeper, but I still don’t trust a soul
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| Money keep stackin yeah, money still pilin
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| CEO said grind boy, you gone get that Audi
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| They say time is money, that’s why I’m on that every hour
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| I’m rollin Swisher Sweets, but this shit I smoke so sour
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| I got two 30 clips bitch, I call them Twin Towers
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| Bad bitch from the islands, she say I’m fly like a pilot
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| But that hoe a lie, she want my tip just like she Tiny
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| These niggas be snitchin, tryna have me in the county
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| But nah, I can’t go
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| Hell nah, I ain’t no hoe
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| I keep a bankroll, that’s why my pockets always swole
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| And if you ain’t talkin bout money, ain’t shit I need to know
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| And if you ain’t talkin bout money, ain’t shit I need to know
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| My momma told me, fuck these bitches boy it’s plenty
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| My momma always told me boy, get off yo ass, go get it
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| My momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga
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| You know I keep a Glock, I’m big shot like Chauncey Billups
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| Money, money, money, baby girl that’s all I know
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| I love smokin dope, pourin 4's and movin slow
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| Plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
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| I’m my Brother’s Keeper, but I still don’t trust a soul |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Momma Told Me , by - Key Glock. Song from the album Glock Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп