DJ MLK - Style On Me lyrics

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DJ MLK - Style On Me lyrics

[Into] Rich girl Superears d-roc Rich gang!! [Chorus - Money man] Designer everything know u cant style on me Ma n***as wild hommie Just left the house but i forgot i had a bag of cash on me And a large amount of cash on me When i turn it at the house, she gonn feel som type of weird bout it Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn She tryn her best to hide it That n***a fake, he tryn his best to hide it but i see right inside it Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn I see her choosing his ring null on her face Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn Pc's on ma Rav4 , f** it n***a gotta lie for it She keep it real wit me Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn [Verse 1 - Money Man] Jumped in the water, had to learn to swim with the shark p**y n***as probably never left their front yard Dying hard, these n***as k** me these days With all their feminine ways I know what they did , yea , i smell a p**y on you These n***as never learn to see you hate or scared em With the snake on their face Then they turn right back in their place, they try the hardest to stay safe He think im dumb like i never seen a n***a love before Im just over hope this sh** will let me go She try her hardest not to catch feelings cos she done been hurt before Scared n***a acted like youve never seen work before I still know amount a day when i aint havent done something That i might forgot abt Heres a problem with a couple n***as in the streets And i aint forgot about it, they proly get shot abt it The n***a you not about it Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn [Chorus] Designer everything know u cant style on me Ma n***as wild hommie Just left the house but i forgot i had a bag of cash on me And a large amount of cash on me When i turn it at the house, she gonn feel som type of weird bout it Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn She tryn her best to hide it That n***a fake, he tryn his best to hide it but i see right inside it Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn I see her choosing his ring null on her face Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn Pc's on ma Rav4 , f** it n***a gotta lie for it She keep it real wit me Awhn awhn awhn awhn awhn [Verse 2 - Birdman] 80 days 50 whips 80 days 50 chips 8 figures on the B side , we suicide for them chips Same ways on the East side im on the sea side, move chips The same ways on the south side nd the west side and we dip Big fish with the big waves, helicopter, them fast days 6 keys with no side way Stay high , b**h gettin payed 84 i got ma first brick 94 i got a 100 whips Stayed extra with the choppa p**y n***a i pop Duck tapes with them clips Serve a n***a done been p**y n***a cant win, p**y n***a been teen These n***as know how we do it Iced up and we flew it Stay fly n***a , rich n***a No love lost fore they blew it p**y [Outro] Rich girl

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