Money Man

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She said I love you, I said I concur Ice on my neck, feel like Gucci mane burr Try and rob Ali, you one with the earth Hit it and quit it, she said I'm a jerk Switch up the VPN, switch up the proxy Get to the money, I'm trusting the process Eight figures up, but I still hit the projects She actin' shy, but I know she the opposite No I'm not broke, yeah you know I'm the opposite She feelin' on me, we touchin' and fondlin' (Yeah, yeah) My documents fraudulent (Yeah, yeah) I count up the profits, I hop on the beat and I give you my testament If I'm around snitches, I'm out of my element Go check my jacket, I'm fully accredited Keep that shit cool nigga, watch how you gesterin' Watch what you say nigga, watch who you mentionin' Walk in the spot, get respect when I'm entertin' I'm uppin' this fire, I'm not with the bickerin' Custom made handguns and rifles Inside of my crib, I'm buyin' and buyin' and buyin' Nigga get brave, and run up inside of my crib, he dyin' he dyin', he 'dyin Lil bitch from Jackson, she ridin' with me, she packin' And she really attractive White boy from Boston, I keep his ass around That nigga be hackin, fuckin' professors and lawyers, this shit is crazy I'm in a whole new bracket Letras de cancionesHe thought he had him a lick, I left him bled down, the scene was graphic Binary trigger, it sound like a switch Big Money smart as hell findin' a glitch [?] Ak up under my trench She havin' water, she leavin' me drenched Come on lil mama, quit actin' so innocent She got a fat ass, she love when I'm rubbin' it 300 strong, it got a kick when you bussin' it They alpha, they know I'm apin' and runnin' shit She said I love you, I said I concur Ice on my neck, feel like Gucci mane burr Try and rob Ali, you one with the earth Hit it and quit it, she said I'm a jerk Switch up the VPN, switch up the proxy Get to the money, I'm trusting the process Eight figures up, but I still hit the projects She actin' shy, but I know she the opposite No I'm not broke, yeah you know I'm the opposite She feelin' on me, we touchin' and fondlin' (Yeah, yeah) My documents fraudulent (Yeah, yeah) I count up the profits, I hop on the beat and I give you my testament If I'm around snitches, I'm out of my element Go check my jacket, I'm fully accredited From Letras Mania