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Money Baby

"Money Baby" is a song by American rapper K Camp from his collaborative mixtape Show Money (2013) with Tha Joker and the lead single from his debut EP In Due Time (2014). It features American rapper Kwony Cash and was produced by Big Fruit. more »

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Ayy mane say mane
F*ck all that bullshit mane
Y’all niggas ain built like us
Fr fr
Real money babies
Yeah, Niggas bet not f*ck wit me
Try me it’s a rip
Exotic go for 20 a G
U Won’t catch no lick from me
I ain’t from Atlanta but
I Just fucked on me a Georgia peach
Don’t ever think this shit was sweet
We gone catch us a 1st degree
Everything that I touch nigga
Hmph, I give it 3rd degree
I been poppin since 5th grade
How tf u ain heard of me
These bitches prolly got corona virus
Can’t smoke no blunts with me
If yeen coming with a moneybagg
Won’t get no runts from me
Why ya lying in ya verses nigga
Really lookin like ya hurting nigga
Throwing shade like some curtains nigga
U the type of nigga that’ll worship niggas
My ole lady got her EBT loaded
We finna go rack up at sams
U kno I keep my whole clip loaded
I’m really not giving a damn
We hitting lick after lick
And then go pass the stick like a relay
I give the assist to my teammate
I got off a pound in like 3 days
The way they be sleeping on me finna start selling pjs
Stayin down til’ my time up
Choppa f*ck a nigga line up
Bitches tryna get put on the team
Couldn’t even make the line up
I just popped a perc
Got me energized
Trappin rappin and I work a 9-5
F*ck wit mine hit ya with the 45
This revolution won’t be televised
These niggas need some pussy or something
I’m so high I don’t kno what I’m smoking I think it’s some cookies or some
Count up count up count up
That’s how my days was spent
Sometimes u gone take losses but
U gotta play to win
plug out in California
Just sent them flavors in
They say that I’m too far gone
So please don’t play wit him
Yea nigga
Want something come and take it from me
I kno dope fiends and designer junkies
High school flunkies nigga
Yea nigga
Put a nigga in the ground
Put him in the lost and found
Choppa hold a hunnid rounds
lil boosie wipe ya down
Yo niggas shooting from the three point
We Pullin up from outta bounds
Larry bird Scottie pippen my nigga cost ya 33 for the pound
Everyday before I leave the house make sure I got my strap on me
I ain never been the type to follow suit I can’t cut ya slack homie
I get money out the streets nigga I ain gotta rap homie
Goin hard for the Whole gang
Turn a nigga into Lo mein
Run it up run run it run it up
Had to run it up until it double up
Bad as bitch wanna cuddle up
She gave me some head so fye I put the rubber up
First place baby I ain runner up
If a nigga runnin up
We gone make him crumble up
We gone make him stumble up
Sippin on medical smoking on cookies
Major league baby I ain kno rookie
Count up count up count up
That’s how my days was spent
Sometimes u gone take losses but
U gotta play to win
plug out in California
Just sent them flavors in
They say that I’m too far gone
So please don’t play wit him

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