Yea
Mello tha pro
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You got money in yo pocket my nigga, yep You gone always keep that rocket my nigga, yep You ain't got no time to cock it my nigga, yep you just pull it out and pop it my nigga, yep Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea You got that rocket don't you Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea Born and raised in the motherfucking south Riding round 20 golds in my mouth Timberlands on my feet, diesel denim in my seat Widebody, Hellcat redeye SRT It's a beautiful off in the city Everybody out hoes showing they big ole tit Twelve Everywhere, yea the block in flames Looking for witnesses, nobody giving names Everybody looking, when I ride by, Fire up the platinum cookies put it in the sky I don't know these niggas, they don't know me either And that's the way I like it, I never wanna me et cha Two twenty three all black with three bananas stay in a 4 door all black Panamera why get in some beef when I can get in a Porsche Why get in my face it's a really bad choice You got money in yo pocket my nigga, yep You gone always keep that rocket my nigga, yep You ain't got no time to cock it my nigga, yep You just pull it out and pop it my nigga, yep Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea You got that rocket don't you Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea Another day another motherfucking dollar Go after the money and watch these hoes follow Oh you bout that life, yea I'm bout it too You wanna be my wife, I just can't say I do Want me to drive you wild, like how I make you smile wanna have my child, wanna go driving for miles You just might get yo wish, just might make you my bitch That's just this bean talking, might be this lean talkin Rolling like a motherfucker, just popped an x pill Whatever she won't do you know the next bitch will Lamborghini truck, sitting on them thangs Choppers in the back, don't make me make it rain Representing Texas, the dirty dirty south Home of the killers will put this 50in yo mouth Nah I'm just playing, but I ain't playing You know what I'm saying, just might leave you laying You got money in yo pocket my nigga, yep You gone always keep that rocket my nigga, yep You ain't got no time to cock it my nigga, yep You just pull it out and pop it my nigga, yep Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea You got that rocket don't you Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea
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