Money Man - 1 Of 1 lyrics

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Money Man - 1 Of 1 lyrics

DiCaprio productions (DiCaprio productions, DiCaprio productions) Pour that sh** up, Trippy One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock her just like I'm on court Maybe I'll hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bands in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export I got loud in my pantry, she ride like a banshee You ain't got no plug, you pay tons of humanity Watches are one of one, this sh** be nasty My style be outstanding And baby got short hair but she ain’t got cancer Made it rain on a dancer, she was so thankful The reaper took Lil Main, that sh** was so painful I f** her so good, I'ma f** up her pancreas That ain’t the real strain, you n***as just namin' sh** Get them thoughts out yo' head You lil n***as ain’t taking sh** I gave her 50 a P just to bring me sh** I had to dock her 'cause she showed up late and sh** I’m in the trap selling Ps in the latest drip This bag from Cali and that one Canadian I rock them scarves on my head like Iranians This stick I’m holding from Czechoslovakia I keep that Glock on my hip like a officer I went to Birmingham, no we not gravy My outdoor be cheap and my trap house be deep I can save and release some steel when we greet Shot in yo' teeth, yeah And she wet like a reef, n***as copy like parakeets I'm in the 'jects catchin' plays, I'm a Cherokee Lil b**hes beggin' and pleadin' to marry me One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock her just like I'm on court Maybe I'll hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bands in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export She say she like how I talk but ain't been on the phone with me I got on her favorite cologne so she on me Her favorite rapper on this song with me I'm on the road doing shows all alone I need you to come home with me And all of my hoes like to lie Say they don’t give that p**y to no n***a (What? Ha) You knowing that's cap, don't cap And you knowin' I react when we act Girl, how you think that a** got fat? Wonder why I talk my sh** Wonder why you talk like that 'Cause I'm still independent than a b**h And I'm spendin' all these racks on rap Spendin' all the racks on that girl Then you go and act like that Okay f** it, don’t pick up my phone Left a lot of them b**hes alone Got distracted, got back in my zone, yeah Make a play, hit the 'yo, do a song She don’t wan' hit my blunt, it's too strong Make her f** on the first day, we grown b**h One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock her just like I'm on court Maybe I'll hit the trap and record Déjà vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won’t let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bands in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export

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