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(Verse) I feel like easy with these low sums Lookin for some dusty shit to smoke on She’s so fine, need a bad bitch to poke on I love trap bitches, that’s a grown foursome Put yo hands up if you mind is real on Put yo lighter up if you smoking real strong Got this strong back here like Incredible Hulk Red diamonds on my wrist matched these red trucks And if a duck weren’t up to be a dead duck They call me Guwap cuz I got my bread up I put a dude up and I do up in a red cup These niggas playin games, now they got me fed up (Hook) Playin with the money, playin with the money Havin money nigga, I ain’t havin paper problems Playin with the money, playin with the money I’m havin paper nigga, I ain’t havin paper problems If I was going broke nigga I’ll rob ya If I was going broke nigga I’ll rob ya If you need some work fool nigga I’ll front ya If you need some work fool nigga I’ll front ya (Verse) It’s Gucci Mane the playa, feel like Nino at the cop Letras de cancionesOnly difference bout it, I’m the East Atlanta jug Used to get the work and the pills came from flood And you my protégé but I can never ride to Mars Hoppin doors with your main hoes, kalamari posh In the Ferrari California, send them Forgiatos And your girlfriend said she bring me but you know you not the father In my plug with a band of pussy, then I wouldn’t robbed her Got em grinning with MN 95’s cuz I just came from Boston Try to follow me on I85, well fuck ya I done last ya Amigo say don’t like to fuck with blunts cuz all these niggas didn’t cross school I cross the trash, ran up the set, These hoes say that I’m awesome (Hook) Playin with the money, playin with the money Havin money nigga, I ain’t havin paper problems Playin with the money, playin with the money I’m havin paper nigga, I ain’t havin paper problems If I was going broke nigga I’ll rob ya If I was going broke nigga I’ll rob ya If you need some work fool nigga I’ll front ya If you need some work fool nigga I’ll front ya From Letras Mania