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Oh, word? That's how we movin' now? Copy, its a movie now Good thing my heart wasn't in it You know me, I'm in an out Like why would I worry myself With things I can't change? I just know myself I just had to get my bands up In New York it's not enough bein' handsome, handsome For the love of the money, they'll do Just about anything so I had to get my bands up In New York it's not enough bein' handsome, handsome He ain't got no money so her last nigga bored her Mm, she want trips to Florida She know I got it, she been readin' my aura She only fuck with the ballers All my niggas get to it, we been the influence New shit we been doin', hating the been students Step back, look at my wealth (Mm) Sorry, I had to pardon myself I had to figure it the fuck out, no help This ATF and we ain't takin' no Ls They still ain't got no answer for me Ooh, she can't keep her hands up off me Letras de cancionesVV's on my hands, they frosty That's why I pull up, she a dancer for me (Word?) Nasty for me That's how we movin' now? (Woah-woah) Copy, its a movie now Good thing my heart wasn't in it You know me, I'm in an out Like why would I worry myself With things I can't change? I just know myself I just had to get my bands up In New York it's not enough bein' handsome, handsome For the love of the money, they'll do Just about anything Get my bands up Had to get my bands up, woah For the love of the money, they'll do Just about anything Get my bands up In New York it's not enough bein' handsome From Letras Mania