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Real trippin niggas La musica de Harry Happy niggas Uh making my mom but I try to cash nigga That you time out pop bottles and [?] Groceries full Uh you know I kill And give me mother fucker something that I go on And now I gotta count the money that I been 'Cause I get it in My brand so long, my babe nigga roll on My babe fry so long I hate fake nigga and so on Take all the money that I made The sharing be out the reason that you're waiting Plus I smoke the [?] weed I call it Californication I [?] for vacation I'm callin all this cake A hundred thousand for the safe Just ballin out I'm a face it Now watch me you should nigga see my pieces truck cropy My rollin presidential bust the ring that I got all out Plus the dutchy and I ain't even kocky Confident that I'm the shit You ain't the mother fucker what time it is Letras de canciones [Hook:] I'm the [?] of my silent time Got my winners up in my speaker loud And we smokin on gonna need a pall But the haters can see me now Put the money in the wag Earnin wanna us get money bro Get money in the wag My nigga on the real, all you see is dollar bill I blow a hundred band get the fuck around with That holdin you in love with the hoe around me Cuffin with the Taylor, would you drink in my paper My music fuck my people but tonight I'm doing [?] 20 years on and I ain't falling off Niggas flix about the chick and they run their mouth Ferrari pull up guess some [?] up Would a double couple hand and some Monday count Rock it Louie it is I [?] Louie that Louie on my ass, Louie on my head When I hit the club Louie in my hand That's the Louie 13, Louie in my glass [Hook] From Letras Mania