Nevelle Viracocha - MJ92 lyrics

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Nevelle Viracocha - MJ92 lyrics

MJ92 VERSE 1 If i pull it off the lot you know i gotta floor it Especially since its safe to say i paid for it These boppers wonder if my ___ big f**ing with the kid boy you not smart f** a pop star s** a rockstar Im not no f**ing rapper id rather go by muddy poet If edgar allen poe had looked up to a f**ing crow Man im not from earth i could skrt skrt off in a neon ufo Gotta pearl and grey ss chevelle look like a f**ing shark You ain't getting no money my n***a i think it's time to f**ing start This thirsty b**h just tried to kiss me cause her throat was parched Imma just keep it real i could never blend in with all these f**ing frauds CHORUS: I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday Money everyday, money everyday yeah VERSE 2: Where the cream, little n***a thinking big empire dreams If anything b**h imma f**ing submarine You never see me use no atm machine Left home with a bag already, big belly off of brown bag deli Slim n***a just in it to get healthy Into exchanging energy and she let me She living single in the city like khadijah Girl you on fire you got me hotter than a fever Dont lie to me tell me the truth i might believe you I'm ye of no faith with the cake I'm a believer I make her sing she screaming like a tea kettle Drop her off then it's flashbacks forever ever No motor mouth mines zipped i can keep a secret Beat that box up now she paraplegic Compliments to the chef but no rats so send my highest regards to the host, no ryan seacrest My second home Itaewon lets blow some kimchi All of this press on my chest feel like a bench press Ain't no excuse when you come from the muddy Hundreds with color like they tele tubby, b**h i want the check i don't wanna be buddies so get off your a** and go make you some money CHORUS: I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday Money everyday, money everyday yeah VERSE 3 Hey why you so shy now Let me show you a new flow i got My tongue be twisting like a merri go round b**h you can kiss it but you gotta know how Blessed, lord know I'm fly Pray, lord know I'm fly Not it ain't safe to go outside Ohh you know I'm bout show out now f** that other sh** i want me some money I count them up and stuff a duffle with some powder blue hunnids I'm k**ing n***as one by one csi wonder who done it Just buckle up and get ready cause when it's coming, its coming Shed blood sweat tears, thats a bucket of onions Dirty fingertips we hustle till we're clear of the struggle Now I'm pulling out the parking lot with cinder-gorilla Michael jackson thriller, all about that skrilla Doubt me with the complication how you over sophisted Im so official like a ref i blow my dough like a whistle Numb in the mental I'm a extraterrestrial visit Why can't they see the way i think is not of this solar system If i don't do nothing imma get money A n***a ain't gone take nothing from me Couple hundreds but the ones in the way I can't see you with this money in the way CHORUS: I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday I don't know what else to say I know you f** n***as gone hate We give no f**s around this way Get some money everyday Money everyday, money everyday yeah

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