YFN Lucci - Money To Get paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Money To Get - YFN Lucci



Fuck you talkin', lil' nigga?
(DJ Lavish Lee)
How the fuck you choke, lil' nigga?
Yeah, you know
Mmm, uh, oh
Look, anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gon' need my stick, yeah
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman, bitch, yeah
How the fuck you broke? Oh, you've been spendin' on that lil' bitch, yeah
You know I send my shooter, my shooter don't miss, look
Woke up this morning a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah), yeah
I brush my teeth in the mornin', fuck yawning, there's money to get, look
I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah, look)
Why is you all on the dick when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this morning a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah), yeah
I brush my teeth in the mornin', fuck yawning, there's money to get, look
I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah, look)
Why is you all on the dick when all of this money to get?
If the clip hold ten, I'ma let you hold five, hell nah, I ain't gon' be selfish
If a nigga talkin' shit, I'ma put the Glock right to his face like he tryna take a selfie
I'm a young fly nigga, kick a whole lotta shit, ain't no telling what a nigga might step in
Might do the Christian Dior, these ain't in store, nah, these ain't no Giuseppes
I told 'em to roll, you smoked all of the drugs, and I told you that I don't even like that
I done chose the lil' ho, I done wrote the lil' ho, and the lil' bitch didn't even write back
Look, he talkin' 'bout sendin' his bros, them niggas some hoes
Man, them lil' niggas ain't even like that
She keep on callin' my phone, I just got some dome
I told her it wasn't even like that
Oh, bag for a Marilyn Monroe
I'm tryna get some head on the boat, huh
She tryna ride the kid
I told that ho, "Drive the boat"
We're in Dubai, my bro brought the fire
Shout out to the Locs, huh
Me and BG almost died, huh
Let's make a toast, huh, look
Anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gon' need my stick, yeah
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman, bitch, yeah
How the fuck you broke? Oh, you've been spendin' on that lil' bitch, yeah
You know I send my shooter, my shooter don't miss, look
Woke up this morning a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah), yeah
I brush my teeth in the mornin', fuck yawning, there's money to get, look
I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah, look)
Why is you all on the dick when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this morning a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah), yeah
I brush my teeth in the mornin', fuck yawning, there's money to get, look
I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah, look)
Why is you all on the dick when all of this money to get?



Writer(s): Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Marcus Murray


YFN Lucci - Wish Me Well 3
Album Wish Me Well 3
date de sortie
04-12-2020




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