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Featuring Young Chris (Verse) I’m getting money on these lame niggas You runnin round broke, that’s a shame nigga Boy you lookin at the hardest in the game nigga See me getting to the money and the fame nigga 30 racks on me, I’m about to ball 2 good coupes and I did it for my dawgs 2 bad bitches and they bout to suck it up Young nigga in the flesh and I want it all Fly nigga, I get plenty hoes Hear these niggas talkin money, I got plenty though And these niggas hittin on me, I got plenty though And these flamers that I’m makin, I got plenty mo Take a look into my eyes, you can see the best Fat bitch, all between her thighs, Shawty you a mess Rollie on, you can see the time flyin in the jet When it’s up we can talk money, nigga where the check (Hook x2) Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes & Clothes all a nigga know Letras de canciones(Verse) All a nigga know before we had shows Benny Jigga and X, money cash hoes Datta told me to flex on you assholes Henny Philly bitches with sex, we done had those Made in America, winger hawk in the corner 6’s but I fuck with the Metz, cool with the owner True that you lil bitches did it, you know the karma Fuck me if you wanna, just gonna Gangstas disown you like shit, takin the whole 36 Burnin niggas like fuck around with a dirty bitch Pussy nigga was mouthin off at the 35th First I heard he was talkin, next thing I heard he hit Raw fuck up the plot, you know my birdie shit Standin pretty shot in the block, nice 30 brick So many niggas from the block murder shit We be thrownin screamin and shooters, we ain’t heardin shit Yall ain’t heard this shit, I got a tux with a perfect fit Brand new casket and a hearse with I got shooters for long distance like dirk with it Youngins tryna live my life, finish rehearsing it (Hook x2) Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes, Cars, Clothes Money, Hoes & Clothes all a nigga know From Letras Mania