| I can’t trust these hoes
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| I only trust this dough
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| Can’t get me out my mode
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| That money hit dont fold
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| My killers got them poles
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| Dont try me Dej Loaf
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| Bitch i need sauce when i walk
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| No Chris Tucker that money’ll talk
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| That money be talking
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| Im just (?)
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| Man i got shit sold in this bitch like an auction
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| I got green like im Boston
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| These niggas be hating i dont do the talking
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| I treat that like abortions
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| We ain’t having that boy my killers will of em
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| He gon' need a coffin
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| Like Roman candles on the 4th of July these sticks get to sparkling
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| Then get back to balling and dripping and saucing no Dennis im flossing (?)
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| You niggas hating
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| We getting richer got dough off the floor like a stripper
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| Your bitch want a picture
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| She know im that nigga that pussy on lock till i pick her
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| My money talks but dont fold like a snitch
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| These niggas got salty cause snow on my wrist
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| Your broke as a bitch
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| And your ho on my dick and just like a strip club we got pole in this bitch
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| Its MOB baby
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| You can get a fraction
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| Bitch im in my bag you would think ima unpack it
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| Franklins and Jackson
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| Come get him a napkin
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| Hook: Jalyn Sanders}
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| I can’t trust these hoes i only trust this dough
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| Can’t get me out my mode
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| That money hit dont fold
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| My killers got them poles
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| Dont try me Dej Loaf
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| Bitch i need sauce when i walk
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| No Chris Tucker that money’ll talk
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| Some niggas know OG
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| Dont trust niggas like police
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| Niggas sad yeah they mopey
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| Im in my bag like i put in groceries
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| Pockets stuffed like a (?)
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| My flow cold just like Loki
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| Yeah they hate but dont know me
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| Make a call and they shoot at your dog call em Jodi
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| Should never said what you told me
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| You look like the type that put snakes in the grass
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| You got to watch them like you making a pass
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| Told them they get money they changing the tab
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| Tell me what you know about making it last
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| Tell me what you know about making it back
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| Steal your life while you sleep call it taking a nap
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| Your bitch girl let me fuck and you know that thats facts
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| And yall already know that ive been in my glow yeah
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| Never sold my soul reaching all my goals yeah
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| I stay with that pole run up imma blow yeah
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| Gucci to my toes sauce it when i stroll yeah
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| Hook: Jalyn Sanders}
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| I can’t trust these hoes i only trust this dough
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| Can’t get me out my mode
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| That money hit dont fold
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| My killers got them poles
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| Dont try me Dej Loaf
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| Bitch i need sauce when i walk
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| No Chris Tucker that money’ll talk |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Dough , by - Montana of 300. Song from the album Don't Doubt The God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп