TrapMoneyBenny - Benny's Motto lyrics

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TrapMoneyBenny - Benny's Motto lyrics

[Verse 1: Omari Shakir] Let me tell you bout a n***a like me Sike ain't no n***a like me Black boots stomp on ya Nikes Late night chillin' wit'cha wifey She like loud and cohibas Loud in the speaker She loud when I freak her, and tweak her and eat her Man I don't go there b**h if I go there Pullin on her hair Or pulling it somewhere In different cities Mari sign titties But still act sadity These women too pretty 2 bumps of the Whitney got her head on Bobby She does it so sloppy Turnin up probably All on the couches Like who the f** house is I'm kickin' out spouses Wet spots on yo b**h couch When you gone that's my house Trappin' out a condo Shot 'em and they found home Yo b**h wipin' down my firearm I'm Outta Pocket when I fire arm [Hook] f** 'em Imma smoke this blunt to the face f** 'em Imma take a n***a b**h and get face f** 'em A n***a might wanna save face f** 'em All this paper in they God damn face f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em f** 'em [Verse 2: ManMan Savage] f** 'em I got too many bullets can't duck 'em f** 'em I got too many hoes can't love 'em f** 'em *Pew pew* n***a can't duck 'em f** 'em Got'cha man b**h wanna f** me Got'cha man b**h wanna f** me f**ed her one time now she love me Watch me finna hit em with the dougie Trap money got me living lovely Still walk around wit' da pot Serving these chickens like Church's Watch how I pull out the lot Swerve off on 'em on purpose My young n***as shootin' sh** on purpose I wanna f** her she a virgin I swear to God this molly workin' I swear I bout to have it rockin' [Hook] {Switch up}

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