| Yung Lan on the track
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| James about that check, boy
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| My bitch got short hair like Sigourney Weaver
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| She say she talk to aliens
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| But she don’t think no one believe her
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| She said, «I hope that you don’t think I’m crazy»
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| She don’t want me to leave her
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| My house is full of narcotics
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| This lifestyle that I live, illegal
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| I be on medication, need to have a visitation
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| Niggas act Chinese, these niggas imitating
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| I’ma keep the fire on me like I’m incinerating
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| I be having nightmares of the feds invading
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| I be having bags in space, people invading
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| I be on a King bed with queen butt naked
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| These niggas telling lies, these niggas pump faking
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| I can see his body shakin', I can feel the vibrations
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| He’s about eight and just came and got a trey-eighty
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| Woo, last night a nigga got abducted by a bad bitch
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| And I got Dior on my fabric
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| I just seen a UFO, I turned on the hazards
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| Damn, her ass fat, know a nigga gotta grab it
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| Lil' bae top ten, she way past average
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| I just wanna make my M’s and live lavish
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| Pull up in a space coupe to pick up the backend
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| Too much heartache, went through the Stargate
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| Never met Batman but a nigga two-faced
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| Try to ride the waves, but you lil' niggas too late
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| Talking to a witch doctor, I’ma do some Ayahuasca
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| When a nigga in the booth, make sure I’m unbothered
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| Niggas always hating on me, but a nigga unbothered
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| Dead fresh drip like a nigga turned grave robber
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| Everything up to date, I don’t do late models
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| Woo, I just want you and nobody else
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| Addicted to the trap, I might need some help
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| Paid five-fifty just to fasten this belt
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| Woo, gotta feel on you, can’t help myself
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| These niggas selfish just helping they self
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| Young black nigga, I was acquiring wealth
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| I be having visions, I be feelin' real strange
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| I be having feelings, I be switching up strains
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| I just hit a bitch two hours, I’m drained
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| I just seen a unidentified plane
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| I like my chick with no make up, Plain Jane
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| Her pussy like the pointers in these Cartier frames
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| Got a trap spot in the CPN name
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| I just sold three bags, like to serve, Dwayne Wade
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| My bitch got short hair like Sigourney Weaver
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| She say she talk to aliens
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| But she don’t think no one believe her
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| She said, «I hope that you don’t think I’m crazy»
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| She don’t want me to leave her
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| My house is full of narcotics
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| This lifestyle that I live, illegal
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| I be on medication, need to have a visitation
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| Niggas act Chinese, these niggas imitating
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| I’ma keep the fire on me like I’m incinerating
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| I be having nightmares of the feds invading
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| I be having bags in space, people invading
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| I be on a King bed with queen butt naked
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| These niggas telling lies, these niggas pump faking
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| I can see his body shakin', I can feel the vibrations
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| He’s about eight and just came and got a trey-eighty |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alien, artist - Money Man. Album song Long Money, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп