| All your jewelry look funny
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| All your bitches look funny
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| All your money look funny
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| No big face hundreds
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| No bitch say nothing
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| Yeah, Lil Uzi, sixteen hundred
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| Crib look like the playboy mansion got sixteen bunnies
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| I’m the lover, yeah, do what I wanna
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| Don’t cop from that nigga right there he is a undie
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| Remember they ain’t love me now these girls wanna hug me
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| Only said that cause they boyfriends listenin'
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| But these girls wanna fuck me
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| Got the rari, saw the Wraith, running
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| Run it, Run it, Run it, Run it
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| Now I’m on top of them game remember I was nothing
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| If I talk to your girl, Man I swear you lucky
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| Oh, swim in it, oh, let me touch it
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| Turn around girl let me bust it
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| Running back, running back, rush it
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| In Atlanta, like I’m TJ Duckett
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| Dior suit, take the arm and I cuff it
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| Trap snow off for nothing, run up and they bust it
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| Take xans til I stumble, full bars now I punt em
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| Look she brung her friends they wanna tumble
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| Talk to mines in the huddle
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| All my niggas some savages you could leave em in the jungle
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| You could leave em in the desert
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| They some dogs need a muzzle
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| Baby girl turn around, I do not wanna cuddle
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| Damn you wet like a puddle, said you wet like a puddle
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| And I’m feeling myself, on a molly and a other one
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| Now your life is ahead of you, no one is ahead of you
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| Mike Tyson I’m impeccable, man I swear that’s what this bread’ll do
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| I swear that’s what this bread’ll do, (money money)
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| She took me in the backroom said see what this head’ll do
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| Run it, Run it, bitch run it
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| Hundred thousand in jewelry told my jeweler run it
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| Why you keep talking bout money
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| Boy you ain’t got no money
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| Why you keep on sneak dissing
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| Boy I am not no dummy
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| Got a white bitch her name Connie
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| Slide in the lamb like a Johnny
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| In LA TMZ run up on me, kicking the cam like karate
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| In a Porsche, she in a Mazi'
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| She got pictures of me while its sleep
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| Said she want fifteen thousand
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| Run it, run it, run it, run it
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| Once I pay that money, lil bitch you is a done one
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| Big gun like I’m huntin', my cousin was chopping them onions
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| Move that shit straight out the oven
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| Went on the block made a hundred
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| Went on the block made a hundred
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| Hundred thousand, all of my niggas they wilding
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| I’m a Vlone thug, that’s why I’m stylish
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| My main girl I swear that she in college
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| She give me brain that’s how I get knowledge
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| In that studio rocking that Alex
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| Smokin' gas got me high like a pilot
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| Man that girl she work at Follies
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| Man that girl she work at Magic City
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| The girl at follies she got the titties
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| The girl at Magic she got the body
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| On the real neither one of them fifty
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| Neither one of these girls get me, yuh
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| They only with me cause I got these hundreds and fifties
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| Lil Uzi don’t move with no twenties
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| Funny thing is you really don’t move with money
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| You still move with them tens and them fives
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| You still move with those nickels and dimes
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| You took that girl to meet your mom
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| But I fucked that girl right on the come
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| Put them girls all in a line, boy, I’m not lyin'
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| Please do not get out of line, I’m a leo like lion
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| Huh, run it, run it, bitch run it, yeah
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| Hundred thousand in jewelry told my jeweler run it
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| Why you keep talking bout money
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| Boy you ain’t got no money
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| Why you keep sneak dissing
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| Boy I am not no dummy (no)
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| Got the 'rari, saw the Wraith, run it
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| Run it, run it, run it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Mitch , by - Lil Uzi Vert. Song from the album The Perfect LUV Tape, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп