| Yeah…
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| Bitch you know I keep them Ks with me
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| And I ain’t pussy boy don’t play with me
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| She give me head like wavy grease
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| While I pull up in a Jeep like a ATV
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| Feelin' like Kevin Gates, I got six
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| Bitch I whip it till my motherfuckin' wrist tired
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| I only have a deuce it make me lean back
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| Young nigga flexin' hunnids they ain’t seen that
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| Young niggas talkin' money I ain’t seen that
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| Livin' lavish while these other niggas dream that
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| You talkin' bitch but I don’t need your feedback
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| Bitch, I ain’t tryna marry, get my ring back
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| Bitch get back I don’t play shit
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| Big rack stash in the basement
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| I’m tryna do the dash, get out the way bitch
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| Nigga talk shit, get a face lift
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| I gotta put a Magnum on when I hit it
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| She hit me on the track phone, bitch quit it
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| I text her back like I ain’t seen that pussy in a minute
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| So please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits
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| (Baby don’t call my phone, bitch, I don’t wanna talk to you)
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| Why? |
| 'Cause
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| Don’t make me throw these hunnids in your face nigga
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| Have him singing to his lady like he Drake nigga
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| 'Cause I always keep the forty on my waist nigga
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| And the Roley got the bullets in the face nigga
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| I was off now I’m on nigga
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| I was off and now I’m on motherfucker
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| Yeah, so don’t mistake me for the wrong nigga
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| Put a Percy in the Sprite, they make me lean, yeah
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| My niggas always keep the 30 with the bean, yeah
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| We rich bitch so she goin' for the team, yeah
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| 'Cause these bitches showed the pinky for the green yeah
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| Young niggas ain’t even touch the racks out here doing these bitches
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| Young niggas and he touch the racks out here doing these bitches
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| Young niggas and he touch the racks out here doing these bitches
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| You better watch what you say nigga
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| I go from Compton to the D to the A nigga
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| I gotta put a Magnum on when I hit it
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| She hit me on the track phone, bitch quit it
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| I text her back like I ain’t seen that pussy in a minute
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| So please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits
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| (Baby don’t call my phone, bitch, I don’t wanna talk to you)
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| Why? |
| 'Cause
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga
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| I gotta put a Magnum on when I hit it
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| She hit me on the track phone, bitch quit it
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| I text her back like I ain’t seen that pussy in a minute
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| So please don’t call my phone if it ain’t about them digits
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| (Baby don’t call my phone, bitch, I don’t wanna talk to you)
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| Why? |
| 'Cause
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| I just want the money, money, money, money, money, money, money nigga |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money, artist - Roddy Ricch. Album song Feed tha Streets, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп