| Made her orgasm, now she coming
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| I just want a plug who got cheap numbers
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| Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin’s
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| Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned
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| Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion
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| Nigga, I’ma shark, these niggas be guppies
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| I’ma drop the price for all my buddies
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| All the plays got my pockets real chubby
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| I was in school, had weed in my cubby
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| Ride round the city juug car in the cutty
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| Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen
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| Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy
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| Hop out shooting, watch these niggas get to ducking
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| And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles
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| Green from the Westbrook, nigga, no Russell
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| Bae, you look good in them got damn tights
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| You the type of bitch I’ll fuck all night
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| I’m the type of nigga that trap all night
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| I’ma trap 'til I see daylight
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| Shawty so bad, she the girl of my dreams
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| Ticket so low met the plug of my dreams
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| And I got online million dollar schemes
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| Colorado Mountains, I be playing with skis
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| Niggas ain’t know about playin' with T
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| Them swipe cards, diamonds swimmin' and cheese
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| Running to the racks, nigga, I’m in the lead
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| Rolling up pressure in a fronto leaf
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| Swipe and let me get a iPhone X, please
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| Then I’ll resell for some of them, peep
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| Then I go reinvest it in them P’s
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| Lil' mama interested in me
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| Probably just interested in racks
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| I’ma bend her over and hit her from the back
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| I was broke as hell I was living in a shack
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| NFL money, now a nigga got a sack
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| These niggas lame, no Tierra, they wack
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| Niggas, they be dirty, they’ll shoot you in the back
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| I’ma aim the FN at a nigga cap
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| Re-up in these desert had to learn to use a map, yeah
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| Fuck me good girl, you can get a purse
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| Give me one second, let me eat this Perc'
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| Lost three packs, but it could’ve been worse
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| Bad country bitch and I think she a nurse
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| Bad city bitch, she a real big flirt
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| Twenty for a show, better know my worth
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| Been through it all, you don’t know my hurt
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| Made her orgasm, now she coming
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| I just want a plug who got cheap numbers
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| Riding in a Vette, doing donuts like Dunkin’s
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| Riding in a Ghost, my car got summoned
|
| Underarm kush, smell musty like a onion
|
| Nigga, I’ma shark, these niggas be guppies
|
| I’ma drop the price for all my buddies
|
| All the plays got my pockets real chubby
|
| I was in school, had weed in my cubby
|
| Ride round the city juug car in the cutty
|
| Exotic bags coming by the God damn dozen
|
| Polluting my soul, my cup be muddy
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| Hop out shooting, watch these niggas get to ducking
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| And I got chips like motherfucking Ruffles
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| Green from the Westbrook, nigga, no Russell
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| Clean-ass nigga, my money be dirty
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| And you know a nigga stay fresh like Doug E
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| 10K fit, hell nah, I ain’t ducking
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| I ain’t going for it, lil' nigga, I’m bustin'
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| Grew up in the hood, yeah, nigga had it rough it
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| Overnight a car, yeah, nigga, I’ma rush ya
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| I was broke as hell, I was riding in a bucket
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| Now every bitch I come across fucking
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| Red Roof Inn, I served three niggas
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| Ran too fast and I had to take a picture
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| Every year a nigga get more and more richer
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| Eating real good, my bitches got thicker
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| Had to get the penthouse over on Brickell
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| And I’m busting bails down at the La Quinta
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| Bought a S6 for my lil' sisters
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| Love these cars, I’ma run it up quicker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Westbrook , by - Money Man. Song from the album Paranoia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп