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You talkin' big racks, let's get it Money on my mind, I'm with it Bitches on my line, let's get it Get it, get it You talkin' out of line, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it Coming straight out of the gutter nigga Got the loaf, got the bread and the butter nigga Keep a knife, I'll fuck 'round a cut a nigga Lose your life giving niggas a counterfeit Nigga tweetin', that's really some sucker shit In the kitchen I got on my oven mitt And I'm whippin', I'm whippin' that other shit If I say, it's gon' get me- Niggas want a line, then we'll touch 'em up Catch his ass lackin' on [?] bus Come to come pick his ass up Put his ass on a [?] Smoke, these niggas don't want none Keep the woods, yeah nigga we'll burn somethin' Every time I come 'round they got they hands out Why the fuck y'all always want somethin'? You talkin' big racks, let's get it Letras de cancionesMoney on my mind, I'm with it Bitches on my line, let's get it Get it, get it You talkin' out of line, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it I keep the chopper, it's under Just incase a nigga tweak with me All of my niggas gon' ride for me All the bad bitches 'round keep me company All the bitches want [?] and leather I keep it on me nigga, no lacking I keep it on me nigga, no lacking Niggas want a line, then we'll touch 'em up Catch his ass lackin' on [?] bus Come to come pick his ass up Put his ass on a [?] Smoke, these niggas don't want none Keep the woods, yeah nigga we'll burn somethin' Every time I come 'round they got they hands out Why the fuck y'all always want somethin'? You talkin' big racks, let's get it Money on my mind, I'm with it Bitches on my line, let's get it Get it, get it You talkin' out of line, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it The .40 on my hip, you'll get it From Letras Mania