Lyrics:
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3m 3m 3m 3m money Moe Money
Das it nigga call it my 3m 3m 3m's
Ayeeeeee
Bad yellow Thang she jus slid up in my
Dm's Dm's Dm's think she got a nigga
scramblin' for the money
Tape ya up like a mummy
Call ya people and tell 'em
I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin' hidin' and duckin'
Stuntin' ridin'
tell by the way you've been lookin at yo girlfriend
I can tell by the way you've been dancing wit yo girlfriend
I can tell from how you look inside
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
different colors lookin like a rainbow
salude, when we cheer even at the breakfast table
gettin’ money wit my people, Hi-Lite, that’s the record label
I’m
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
this
Lips by ya neck give me a kiss
Wet like an ocean girl you too slick
Rubbin' you down I can't resist
Never too hard just to notice
Lookin' at me baby
Lookin' to meet at the cross roads
I burn the hydro
Lay back with my eyes closed
In deep thought like Brittany is somethin' I'd die for
How the fuck do
to slangin pillars
And most niggaz they'll bust under pressure
Don't matter how much money you got, police'll still sweat ya
When you black and rich and you
the money hid
Fresh to death homie, how I came in the do'
Prada shades on, smelling like a swanger of dro
Put'cha H'es up, represent'cha city bro
Counting
get this money man
We in quad right now
Just came from del friscos eating good
Filet mignon on the plate
Ya already Kno how we rocking
All this
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
And you know that we ride
Bumpin' hard beats off the G ride
Throwin' up the peace sign
Lookin' for some feline
Crushin' power you, that's how I do
I
jokes, Mike Eppin')
Bitch I'm gettin' money, how am I jealous?
(huh)
I ain't got no jets so I ride first class
(yoon)
I swear my fuckin' seat turn into
got money for wars
But can't feed the poor
(Im a renagade)
Babylon behind the confusion
Look how they gwan
Corrupt the whole nation
(Babylon)
You know
got money for wars
But can't feed the poor
(I'm a renagade)
Babylon behind the confusion
Look how they gwan
Corrupt the whole nation
(Babylon)
You know
we the blueblood
I'm a bomb reptar on ice
Leave a scar when I take my slice
Fuck em up ya once or twice
I rule all touched by the light
See that dark
niggaz, all my peeps in queens brooklyn uptown
Bronx there it is
Yo, me and my niggaz bounce around in the jeep
Lookin' for a spot to peep where
like day time
3 songs in as many tries
'n 4 hits deep
This one make five
6 deep ya that’s how I ride
7 shooters by my side
8 shawtys they blowin' mines
flirt wit all y'all
Yeah, yeah homie u say she ya girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm be like cousin
Believe me man, this is how them playas do it in
3 deep, creepin'
Comin' 'round the corner, peepin
They sweepin'
But they ain't gonna catch me slippin', I'm rollin' out
I'm gon' chill by a bitch
childish-gambinhoe's
Free throws, pre-rolls, deep throat
Sprayin' money at misquito's
Burrito's, yeah we eatin'
Three, not Migo's
Bad bones, childish-gambinhoe's
Free
(Yep)
You ain't gonna sleep
Ain't no time for counting sheep
Sweat is running down your back
The running back is running deep (Hut)
Michael Vick ya cause
shucks
My crew'll shoot ya ass before
Ya fists get balled up
Turnin' on music and shit
I ain't scared
Hold up, I don't pump fake
I count money 'til my
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