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Geo Proffa

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All of my money go hard
All of my money go hard
All of my money go
All of my money go hard
All of my money go hard
All of my money go
All of my money go hard
All of my money go hard
All of my money go
All of my money go hard
All of my money go hard
All of my money go
All of my money go hard
All of these bitches go fall
Run up a check and get dogged
Just where you are
Stay in your car
Pussy gone wait for the day that I fall
I just hit up a woadie, got bags for the low
And my dollars keep shakin' that ass in slow-mo
Like I tripled my profit, this bowl burnin' slow
And my wallet just told me it’s raining these hoes
Got these bitches that f*ck with the boy for the low
I'm so sorry I grow but you couldn’t let go
I just popped off a beam now my head movin' slow
And I’m rollin' off dank while u stuck on the floor
It's like chicken I’m storin' outside a my stow
Just ain’t nothin' to me when I'm fuckin' these hoes
Runnin' these shows
Gettin' the dough
Plowin' the pussy is all that I know
My little bitch
Suck on her tit
Love me sum boobies to boost up my bitch
Inside her clit
I’m searchin' for kids
Fightin' these players with nothin' but spit
Right on my fist as it entered your bitch
You little bitch
Get you some guwop and tell me you slick
Run around a bit
Run around a Brit
Run around a Mac 11 tucked upside of your hip
That’s just how it is
Never seen a wiz
Never gave a f*ck, whoever it is
Pullin' out her track on this double S shit
Get it from the back a that retro shit
That’s real money moves
Stuck up in my head with them hard shed blues
Just thinkin' 'bout the time that you tied that noose
Just stacking all these dimes like I can’t refuse
Like I can’t come thru
I’m not into you
Bitch!
Call me a doctor
My woadies won’t stop, ah
I’m rollin' wit choppas, they aim at your momma
Your daddy
Your aunty and pappy
I shot 'em and drop em, don’t think that they got me
I’m feelin' so sloppy
I woke up in mornin' and made you a copy
Like you can not stop me
You cannot drop me
You cannot hang with no gang, they want toppy
F*ck with the prophet, he'll bring the tsunami
Like I ain’t no regular entity
Tell 'em you want some, like you ain’t a friend of me
This ain’t no masterpiece
This just a tragedy
Wait for the day that this shit a reality
Cool and collectively
Movin' majestically
Think that my problems have made this insanity
Jump in a pit
Suck on my dick
Chase me a check
I need to get rich
All of these kids
They whine and they bitch
They making their moms
Go buy them sum shit
Like they ain’t yo bitch
They are not rich
Workin' a double, keep up with you kids
I can not quit
Just look at the fit
Bling on my neck and my wrist
Hit it like that and just split
Poppin' that pussy
It’s lookin' real icky
I lick it and stick it
My tip get all fuzzy
Like that was real lovely
That why you love me?
That why you want me alone, just to f*ck me?
Well, I mean shit that's cool with-
Never let it spray
Never had to wait
Never f*ck a jay
Never had to pay
Never hesitate
Aye
Never let it spray
Never had to wait
Never f*ck a jay
Never had to pay
Never hesitate
Aye, okay
This a one way street
Know my family gotta feed
And my brothers gonna eat
So I jump up in the street
Now chasing down the green
Got my family in a suite
'Bout turnin' down the heat
'Cause my lungs too cold
From the water that I breathe
Know my pockets by the seas
Dug up from the ground
Like a zombie with disease
Gotta chill up with the bees
Gotta buckle up ya knees
'Fore a breeze comes back
Like a 100-mile sneeze
It’s lit my G
Pick your grandma out the grave, come and knit this shit
Like I ripped this shit
Like I came back whippin' up brick you bitch
Shut the f*ck up, come and suck this dick you bitch
I’m not checkin' up a foe let the clip go rip
Come and hit this shit
My stank go hard
Yo shit look soft
My water whippin' bitch make a hoe look washed
Yo double sippin' slut make a brain look sloshed
Brrr
Uh, uh
F*ck boys keep talkin', they come for your neck
All 'bout respect 'til they tell you undress
Don’t want the passion, they all for the press
And they lie like need you, but f*ck all your friends
Knowin' this info I'd think that you left
But you stay fuckin' pussies who freak over stress

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