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(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
Money money money
It’s all I’m talkin, young nigga ballin
35 hunned, fo in the bag and whole hood callin
Skrr skrr whip it
Just like that, brand new foreign
Grind, grind all night, first on the block in the morning
While he stretching and yawning
I was already in moaning
Curly got like 9 ounces left, me less than that but don’t call me
Niggas be talkin that heavyweight
But I bought mine, they frontin
Since a nigga went back independent
Call Migo, call him runny
Blood money, nigga we outchea
Juiceman with 2 4-5ths
That’s OJ Da Juiceman
And 2 Pistols, for the dumb niggas
Pull triggers, no playin wit ya
Came in the game with 6 figures
Sky dweller on my wrist nigga
If I go broke I know brick getters
Ballin on em like Kobe
Ask yo main bitch, she know me
Say what you wanna say about that nigga
But anyway he get money
Money on my mind, nigga money on my tempo
If it ain’t about cash, I don’t understand yo lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
Countin up the hunden, skeet with the cinnamon bun
Legal hit my cellphone, say he send me metro ton
Hold it on the crick, we the bomb and the joker gun
Super soaker legal but I ain’t talkin no water gun
Got so many bricks, I throw em at my mama home
Money is the lingo, now my pack look like it’s Georgia Dome
And I snatch yo bitch and you know she gave me Georgia dome
Gold grills dog but I’m lookin for a damn bone
In the pot, Jay won’t leave me alone
Whip whip, whippin work
Now my bitch left me alone
Yea yea yea, yea I want my blunt real long
Juiceman, Juiceman, yea I’m yo girl ringtone
21 for my brick, you can call me Dion
And I send em so he pull up, all black neon
Old school car, everyone paint create
NBA money, I’ve been ballin for some seasons
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
Money money money
It’s all I’m talkin, young nigga ballin
35 hunned, fo in the bag and whole hood callin
Skrr skrr whip it
Just like that, brand new foreign
Grind, grind all night, first on the block in the morning
While he stretching and yawning
I was already in moaning
Curly got like 9 ounces left, me less than that but don’t call me
Niggas be talkin that heavyweight
But I bought mine, they frontin
Since a nigga went back independent
Call Migo, call him runny
Blood money, nigga we outchea
Juiceman with 2 4-5ths
That’s OJ Da Juiceman
And 2 Pistols, for the dumb niggas
Pull triggers, no playin wit ya
Came in the game with 6 figures
Sky dweller on my wrist nigga
If I go broke I know brick getters
Ballin on em like Kobe
Ask yo main bitch, she know me
Say what you wanna say about that nigga
But anyway he get money
Money on my mind, nigga money on my tempo
If it ain’t about cash, I don’t understand yo lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
Countin up the hunden, skeet with the cinnamon bun
Legal hit my cellphone, say he send me metro ton
Hold it on the crick, we the bomb and the joker gun
Super soaker legal but I ain’t talkin no water gun
Got so many bricks, I throw em at my mama home
Money is the lingo, now my pack look like it’s Georgia Dome
And I snatch yo bitch and you know she gave me Georgia dome
Gold grills dog but I’m lookin for a damn bone
In the pot, Jay won’t leave me alone
Whip whip, whippin work
Now my bitch left me alone
Yea yea yea, yea I want my blunt real long
Juiceman, Juiceman, yea I’m yo girl ringtone
21 for my brick, you can call me Dion
And I send em so he pull up, all black neon
Old school car, everyone paint create
NBA money, I’ve been ballin for some seasons
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
(Habla no ingles)
Money, that’s my lingo
Euros, pounds, dollars, yen
Countin plenty pesos cus I’m fuckin with them Mexicans
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