Mr. Crocker

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TMM Ca$h Mani

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It’s Cash Mani
TMM shit
TMM shit
The Money Motivated niggas
Cash
My nigga I’m tired as shit
Ain’t no food in my fridge finna go Hit a lick or something
You niggas don’t know how I live Keep on thinking I’m rich
Nigga get off my dick or something
Asking for pennies and dollars
You ain’t even holla when I had to sit For something
So please get the f*ck out my face
Yeah I just beat a case and I ain’t say Who did nothing
You niggas rats y’all be big bluffin
Y’all aint did nothing except for pig hugging
Not a blood I see red when I’m big thugging
Think you big bugging make me Squish something
Nobody ever told me get my bars up
I’ll put my paws up leave somebody Scared up
I’m the one shooting star you can’t Bite the star dust
Ride the bench til’ you ball you ain’t Like the starters
My young bull he a dog he will bite His target
If they run that’s two wills a bike With joggers
On the run to Atlanta I flight with Charges
I was fighting charges cause’ a dyke Was jawless
On the A fizzles fighting for dimes of Hardest
I felt like R Kelly trapped in that Closet
Go bananas I’m Santa im in her boxes I get in her body Ian just anybody
Got a foreign whip but you just rent The body
She let me F like Mr.Crocker, had to Take lil Wanda to the doctor
Bug’s Life you a ant I’m a hopper
We the starters they the jockers
Applying pressure need a spotter
My whole team on the roster, your Whole team full of coppers
We be playing cops and robbers
Rico story Speaker Knockerz
I pray to God that I prosper
While I’m plotting foxing trynna Drop ya
Pocket watching want your dollars
Elevate the conscious daily lomma
I don’t really like my bitch in no Drama
But if it come to algebra she gon’ Solve it
Talking dirty K’s 9’s and Revolvers
My nigga I’m tired as shit
Ain’t no food in my fridge finna go Hit a lick or something
You niggas don’t know how I live
Keep on thinking I’m rich nigga get Off my dick or something
Asking for pennies and dollars
You ain’t even holla when I had to sit For something
So please get the f*ck out my face
Yeah I just beat a case and I ain’t say Who did nothing
I got the map my girl Adore Doll
Keep the pack inside my boot to Ensure we ball
Want the bundles or the lashes make Sure you call
Empty gassing up you know that i Know fully charged (Fully charged)
Drinking out the flask, she pass it and Drop her draws
Copy us to get a spot need to knock it Off
Flabbergasted how they still don’t Know who we are
No surpassing me my son I’m the Moon to stars
Sxarface booling with the crew Pooling in a Dodge
Don’t believe him he a fool if he Trynna fraud
I was starving hit a lick then I prayed To god
System tried to lock me down but I’m Staying tall
Money stacking like it’s Fortnite Don’t need a wall
Everybody wanna fly when they need To crawl
Humbled my life Jesus Christ when I Beat that charge
Wine to water I’m the king why you Need a pawn
Shining like the moon, the one they Been sleeping on
Mama keep a nine don’t make her Come creeping on
Walk with my soul like yo shoe Where yo feet been on
Fill his wholes with lead like a quiz if He was testing me
I never went to chemistry I came up With recipe
Call me Mr. Krabs in my bag that’s The chef in me
Streams and my shows emailed with A check, finna run it up next
Got ya hubby upset but I’m in love With that neck get funky I flex
My nigga I’m tired as shit
Ain’t no food in my fridge finna go Hit a lick or something
You niggas don’t know how I live
Keep on thinking I’m rich nigga get Off my dick or something
Asking for pennies and dollars you Ain’t even holla when I had to sit for Something
So please get the f*ck out my face Yeah I just beat a case and I ain’t say Who did nothing

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