paroles de chanson Bad Intentions - Money Man
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Drippin′
on
niggas
like
raindrops
Just
hit
a
bitch
she
from
Bangkok
I
got
the
game
in
a
headlock
They
hear
my
shit
in
they
head
now
I
took
an
L
and
im
like
why
God
They
seen
I
ran
it
up
my
god
I
got
a
foreign
in
my
garage
These
nigga
come
with
bad
intentions
These
bitches
come
with
bad
intentions
Fresh
like
im
dead
[?]
She
shake
her
ass
to
the
rhythm
Thankful
for
all
my
children
I
feel
a
vibe
inside
Imma
load
up
the
sticks
and
ride
Imma
commit
a
homicide
Streets
got
me
traumatized
I
saw
through
all
the
lies
Im
beating
all
the
odds
I'm
spotting
all
the
fraud
Sold
a
bag
at
the
Travel
Lodge
I′m
tryna
live
lavishly
Plug
sending
them
packs
to
me
I
get
em
off
rapidly
She
pretty
with
confidence
She
got
plenty
of
common
sense
She
gon'
ride
like
a
ski
bae
All
this
jewelry
on
freeze
bae
Do
you
trust
me?
This
weed
musty
Got
gas
like
pump
3
We
swipe
and
live
free
Got
off
them
70s
P's
They
ain′t
got
shit
on
me
Been
winning
recently
Finna
go
flood
the
piece
Finna
go
rip
a
beat
Drop
10
bags
on
a
youngin′
He
try
me
he
a
dumb
nigga
Pull
up
in
the
hood
doing
doughnuts
Told
my
niggas
I'll
roll
up
Getting
to
the
racks
feel
so
good
That
hoe
Pussy
feel
so
good
Eatin′
everyday
like
soul
food
Organic
weed
like
Whole
Foods
These
niggas
act
for
the
cameras
Me
And
her
fuck
like
an
animal
These
niggas
mad
cause
I'm
talented
Burning
this
money
like
a
candle
lighting
My
chain
like
a
star
it
shinin′
bright
All
these
strains
I'm
clearly
high
All
these
stones
they
memorizing
She
know
that
im
a
boss
she
recognize
it
All
these
green
trips
I
got
extra
mileage
All
the
brain
she
give
she
got
extra
knowledge
We
on
Rodeo
we
swipe
for
Chanel
We
in
the
Bay
and
we
weigh
up
the
bales
Peruvian
weave
and
she
color
her
nails
D&G
T-shirt
I
got
it
on
sale
Mailed
out
a
bag
so
I′m
checking
the
mail
I
know
the
federals
hot
on
my
trail
Her
pussy
so
good
that
I'm
under
a
spell
Risking
my
freedom
Im
feeling
compelled
I'm
bonding
right
out
when
they
take
me
to
jail
All
these
flavors
I′m
making
these
sales
Hackin′
this
shit
and
I
did
it
with
Dell
Niggas
be
scared
they
runnin'
they
tell
Niggas
be
bitchin′
they
tuckin'
they
tail
I
leave
a
hole
in
your
head
like
a
whale
I
got
that
green
yeah
that
cabbage,
that
kale
Drippin′
on
niggas
like
raindrops
Just
hit
a
bitch
in
Bangkok
I
got
the
game
in
a
headlock
They
hear
my
shit
in
they
head
now
I
took
an
L
and
im
like
why
God
They
seen
I
ran
it
up
my
god
I
got
a
foreign
in
my
garage
These
nigga
come
with
bad
intentions
These
bitches
come
with
bad
intentions
Fresh
like
im
dead
[?]
She
shake
her
ass
to
the
rhythm
Thankful
for
all
my
children
I
feel
a
vibe
inside
Imma
load
up
the
stick
and
ride
Imma
commit
a
homicide
Streets
got
me
traumatized
I
saw
through
all
the
lies
Im
beating
all
the
odds
I'm
spotting
all
the
fraud
Sold
a
bag
at
the
Travel
Lodge
I′m
tryna
live
lavishly
Plug
send
them
packs
to
me
I
get
em
off
rapidly
She
pretty
with
confidence
She
got
plenty
of
common
sense
She
gon'
ride
like
ski
bae
All
this
jewelry
on
freeze
bae
1 Together
2 Bad Intentions
3 No Sweat
4 Taliban (feat. BC Shooter)
5 Clarity
6 Lonesome
7 Real Rare
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