| GMB
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| Swoooo
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| Ooo
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| Sauce
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| Oooweee
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| Lord forgive me
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| These pussy niggas gotta die for their envy
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| Who want it
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| Come get it
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| I’m out here everyday
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| Come on and see me
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| I’m a changed nigga
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| Be live
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| Ask me
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| I don’t see you pussies
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| Bout to pass me
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| And another nigga tryna harass me
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| What the fuck is you talkin bout
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| Nigga who you shot
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| Nobody
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| Lemme see what that chick about
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| What kinda car you drive
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| A Ram 4 nigga
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| You a fuckin ho nigga
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| A nobody know nigga
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| But be pimpin
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| Cause already trippin
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| And fuckin these women
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| You a baby daddy
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| Sad and unhappy
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| Yeah bitch
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| I done ran out with the flavour
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| Pussy come and catch me
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| Runnin with the set
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| Runnin with the straps
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| Runnin with the sauce
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| Runnin with your bitch
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| (your bitch)
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| You in love with her
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| But everyday on Instagram
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| She on my dick
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| Laud mercy Jesus
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| I got money fever
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| Laud mercy Jesus
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| I done ran off with the set
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| (i'm running)
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| I done ran off with the set
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| Laud mercy Jesus
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| I got money fever
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| Laud mercy Jesus
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| I done ran off with the set
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| (I'm running)
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| I done ran off with the set
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| You know Sauce I will never look back
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| I done ran off with the set
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| I done ran off with the set
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| I spend it and get it right back
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| I spend it and get it right back
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| Laud mercy Jesus
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| I got money fever
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| Your bitch said I didn’t hit
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| Don’t believe her
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| I’ve been all between her
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| She gotta make me more rich
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| Before I plead you
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| I don’t need you
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| Rather brag a pimp
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| Than sack that
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| Before I delete you
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| Judge
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| Now Slim Thug mouthin off
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| Ride it out
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| Had to find it out
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| Fuck being broke
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| Rather be a boss though
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| I kept climbing out
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| Chasing that set till i caught it
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| If I want it I bought it
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| My hustle game retarded
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| All them lames got out smarted
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| Still at the top with the sack
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| Still at the top with the sack
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| Broke I’ll never go back
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| Broke I’ll never go back
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| Thugga
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| I done ran out with your bitch
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| I done ran out with your sister
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| Sancho got that hoes Aston Kucher
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| Sancho be sharper than butcher
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| Yeah that’s your ho till I took her
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| Sancho I’m Jesus
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| Pray bitches need me
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| All the crips love sanch like I’m easy
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| But they I’m bleeding
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| Soo wooh
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| Put it on my momma
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| Put it on a chopper
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| Put it on
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| Put it on pic
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| Slick nigga wid it
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| Fuck what he did
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| Fuck what he said
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| Aim it at his head
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| Bitch I bang red
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| Bitch I’m blood gang
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| Red ruby rang
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| I love Lebron James
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| I done ran off with the sack
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| With three hoes to Miami
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| My bitch broke a trick for ten racks on the beach
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| While she tanning
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| Cold Rolex
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| Back to Houston, Texas
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| Sancho punking rappers cause it’s reckless
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| Niggas goin respect it
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| Dare ya to touch my necklace. |
| ON SAUCE!
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| (don't do it)
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| Like… the dope man get up everyday and go to his dope corner right?
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| But we got up just once a year and go to our dope corner
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| But that dope corner was sooooo fucking…
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| Man it’s just that everybody got out there
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| It’s like 15, 20 niggas out there for this life
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| 15, 20 niggas gotta service 500,000 people they dope |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Fever , by - Slim Thug. Song from the album Hogg Life: The Beginning, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп