| Oh my God
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| Yeah
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| Y’all niggas be workin' so hard
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| I don’t do nothin'
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| I don’t do shit (Lil Uzi)
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| Y’all want this shit so bad (Lil Uzi, I swear)
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| Y’all want it? |
| Come on, you can have it
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| Huh-huh-huh, huh, hurry up, hurry up, take this shit
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| Take it 'fore I take it back (Hurry up)
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| Let’s go
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| Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out
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| I remember I almost ain’t make it out (Yeah)
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| You too old to just keep tryna burn it out
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| She said, «Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?»
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| I said, «No, I cannot, I could beat it out»
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| Put it in her, she screamin' like, «Take it out"(Ouch)
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| There’s no feelings with no, um, relations now
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| I had got money, then took the paper route (Yeah)
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| My deposit, it look just look like my saving now
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| Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now
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| But don’t worry, 'cause we gonna break him out (We got him)
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| Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Whip it)
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| Okay, my, my, my, my, that’s my baby now
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| Keep it on the low 'cause that’s your lady now
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| I just made me a hundred and eighty now
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| That’s how much the promoter be payin' now
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| What you gon' do? |
| Yeah, huh
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| When they come for you? |
| Yeah, huh
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| What you gon' do? |
| Yeah, huh
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| When they come for you? |
| Yeah, huh
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| I don’t wear boots, yeah, huh
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| But I’m off the boot, yeah, huh
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| I don’t ever lose, I don’t ever snooze
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| 'Cause I just popped me two blues (Yeah)
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| No, I don’t follow no rules
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| Fuck your bitch right out the sole of her shoes (Yeah)
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| That Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean, yeah
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| These niggas stealin' my moves (Yeah)
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| Five-seveN, Five-seveN, Five-seveN, Five, FN bust your top, yeah
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| Put it right in her neck just like a tie
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| I go to her crib just with my fire
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| I got a thot live on my opp’s block
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| She always give up the drop (Drop)
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| We always gon' be on top
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| Whether you like it or not (Not, not)
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| My chain too cold, but I’m hot, made it colder
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| Hit from the back, she made me say, «Woah, there"(Let's go)
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| I hit that girl, made her pull her rotor (Okay)
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| I hit that, then I had break my shoulder (Yeah, yeah)
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| Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out (Out)
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| I remember I almost ain’t make it out (Out)
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| You too old to just keep tryna burn it out (Oh)
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| She said, «Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?"(Yeah)
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| I said, «No, I cannot, I could beat it out"(Ew)
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| Put it in her, she screamin' like, «Take it out"(Ouch)
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| There’s no feelings with no, um, relations now (Yeah)
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| I had got money, then took the paper route (Let's go)
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| My deposit, it look just look like my saving now (Yeah)
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| Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now (Woo)
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| But don’t worry, 'cause we gonna break him out
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| Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Master chef)
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| Okay, my, my, my, my, that’s my baby now (My, my, my)
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| Keep it on the low 'cause that’s your lady now (Yeah)
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| I just made me a hundred and eighty now
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| That’s how much the promoter be payin' now (Lil Uzi)
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| Hahaha, I got your bitch over here promotin' my nuts (I got your bitch)
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| Yeah, your ho is a slut, hit her from the back, nigga, in her guts (Give me
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| that)
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| Yeah, slap it on her butt, whole lotta white stuff on her butt (Yeah)
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| I know that ho freaky, she’s a nut (Yeah)
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| She just sucked me up, young nigga goin' nuts (Uh-huh)
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| Uh, Glock 17 holdin' the nuts, y’all niggas really frontin' for what?
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| Get a pussy nigga bust for nothin' (Fah-fah)
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| All that talkin', need to hush it, bluffin'
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| Kill a nigga for the money, frontin'
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| In the hood, hoes stuntin', money (Stuntin')
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| In the booty club throwin' money (Money)
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| Just like a diamond, nigga, know I’m shinin'
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| And I do this shit Monday through Sunday
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| Y’all broke as fuck, can’t get no money (Huh?)
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| I’m laughin', these niggas, they ain’t doin' nothin' (Nah)
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| Yeah, I smoke big blunts, I smoke big blunts, bitch, I big stunt
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| Everybody know that Slime got a big gun
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| Niggas be playin', when I point my finger, they gon' shoot somethin' (Fah-fah)
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| Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out
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| I remember I almost ain’t make it out
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| You too old to just keep tryna burn it out
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| She said, «Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?»
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| I said, «No, I cannot, I could beat it out"(No)
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| Put it in her, she screamin' like, «Take it out»
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| There’s no feelings with no, um, relations now
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| I had got money, then took the paper route
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| My deposit, it look just look like my saving now
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| Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now (Yeah)
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| But don’t worry, 'cause we gonna break him out
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| Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Let's go)
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| Okay, my, my, my, my, that’s my baby now
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| Keep it on the low 'cause that’s your lady now (Let's go)
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| I just made me a hundred and eighty now
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| That’s how much the promoter be payin' now (Yeah)
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| Yeah
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| Man, you know this your player partner Lil Uzi Vert, and
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| If I would’ve came out with this a couple years back
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| I would’ve been in the video, like, Fendi belt, Trues on
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| Shit like that, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Spread, artist - Lil Uzi Vert. Album song Eternal Atake - LUV vs. The World 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп