Money Man - f**ery lyrics

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Money Man - f**ery lyrics

Listen here lil n***a I ain't even finna play with you right now That ain't what we finna do We ain't' finna let sh** slide We ain't got no options we finna win [Verse 1] Just put a ten on my lil homie life She not a dime she a quarter Heard your man song it was boring to me Hatin' on n***a that corny to me That type of n***a that foreign to me I sell them P's accordingly [?] You shouldn't have been on that f** sh** [?] abduct me Quit pillow talkin' with these b**hes n***as nose tryna listen Miami drink on me glistenin' Gotta be smart can you bang though [?] Lil OG ain't know who train us Invested a lot and I came up Quit all the f**in' comparisons Ain't' nobody going harder Trap out a SIG charger Thank god I made it up That money not hanging up Wising up you can play me now My car belong on the racetrack Shot [?] [?] '69 marrow a throwback (Yeah) Young n***as they all look up to me Can't f** with ya you ain't go up with me OG's say they all f** with me [?] Them hunnids keepin' me company Bout to go swipe out a company (Uh) [Hook] Quit all that motherf**in' f**ery(Yeah, yeah) They buy a medical drug from me (Uh, Yeah) These b**hes fallin' in love with me(Yeah, Yeah) You need an army to f** with me [?] She wait in line so patiently [?] [?] [?] My wrist paraplegic She in Victoria Secret f** it she started weepin' [Verse 2] I swear that money completed I heard your single it cheesy These n***as b**hes believe me f** all the daughters I'm winnin' Trauma man is the beginnin' [?] Hit the pedal plug the engine I trap in the jungle with apes The accessories say you a fake I swear these n***as so fake Behind your back they gon' hate [?] She wet as a lake I rerock a brick and drop me a tape Shut the f** up when the boss talkin' These are Balmains I don't rock Robins These n***as cuffin' they co*k blockin' Shout out to my mother f**in' swiper We f** until we get tired I f**ed but I do not like her I steady looking for buyers I see the hate through a visor Clean out the money then dry it I smashin' all opposition It ain't hard to see we winnin' It ain't hard to see we get it [Hook] Quit all that motherf**in' f**ery(Yeah, yeah) They buy a medical drug from me (Uh, Yeah) These b**hes fallin' in love with me(Yeah, Yeah) You need an army to f** with me [?] She wait in line so patiently [?] [?] [?] My wrist paraplegic She in Victoria Secret f** it she started weepin'

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