| What you on, Mike P? |
| What you on? |
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| Money on me, hunnid on me (Hunnid) |
| Money on me (Hunnid, hunnid) |
| Money on me (Aye) |
| Hunnid on me (Hunnid, hunnid) |
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| Money on me, hunnid on me |
| Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene |
| I still put the G-Star on my jeans |
| She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams |
| Keep my stick on me, make you bleed |
| Would have never shot you if you let me be |
| Young Rich nigga, that's a guarantee |
| I be with them killers like Jeffrey |
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| No Dahmer, I'm a problem |
| You a goon, cool, I got goblins |
| Fuck with me, make you leak like a faucet |
| Mix the liquor up, skrrt, now I'm nauseous |
| I don't sip the lean, used to love codeine 'cause I love to dream |
| Now I mix Henny with the Rémy 'cause I love to drink |
| And I don't love to think |
| Feel like I'm finna puke, can't do it on the mink, me |
| Money on the way, what is the hold up, hold up? |
| I can't drive, still hit a donut |
| Nineteen, multi-millionaire |
| Ain't no lookin' back, all that broke shit dead |
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| Money on me, hunnid on me |
| Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene |
| I still put the G-Star on my jeans |
| She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams |
| Keep my stick on me, make you bleed |
| Would have never shot you if you let me be |
| Young Rich nigga, that's a guarantee |
| I be with them killers like Jeffrey |
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| I get drunk and act a fool |
| If you want an altercation, put you on the news |
| With the channel crew |
| They know I be makin' moves |
| W Gang, I can't ever lose, like your boyfriend |
| I can never be a fool like your boyfriend |
| He a bitch, nigga, I went to school with your boyfriend |
| Real as hell, I came from my move like your boyfriend |
| Next thing you know, she want me to be her boyfriend |
| That's how the shit go, she do coke, I gotta make it snow |
| Pull up with the pole, like who want smoke? |
| L-O-L to the bank, richer than a joke |
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| Money on me, hunnid on me |
| Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene |
| I still put the G-Star on my jeans |
| She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams |
| Keep my stick on me, make you bleed |
| Would have never shot you if you let me be |
| Young Rich nigga, that's a guarantee |
| I be with them killers like Jeffrey |
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