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I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs I got bitches, I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs Yeah that's all I hear Yeah that's all I hear I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs I got bitches, I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs Yeah that's all I hear Yeah that's all I hear Well I got money too And I got common sense We all know niggas that got guns I ain't gonna talk that shit my nigga I'm on southside On some parking shit my nigga We not parallel On some narcissistic shit I'm taking care of self I be way too paranoid I got on my Paramore See it with some brand new eyes I told you 'bout the Perrier Told you you can catch me out in traffic off the Mary J Bumping DJ Ferris getting carried away I carry thrash on my situations damn near everyday Writing all my sections with the city like who is he If that nigga never keep it that real with me what's your story Letras de cancionesAll our shit like allegory If you tell it nigga told me I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs I got bitches, I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs Yeah that's all I hear Yeah that's all I hear I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs I got bitches, I got bitches, I got money, I got drugs Yeah that's all I hear Yeah that's all I hear From Letras Mania