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We get real money my nigga Rickie Rosay The untouchable empire MMG I'm excited right now Living life right now Black bar mitzvah, shit is a party right now It's too easy right now Shout out to the conglomerate nigga October 30th Dreams and nightmares, that's what's all about Meek Millie Over a dozen whips Young niggas get paper man Few of my niggas multimillionaires already, no albums out We run this shit literally Death Jam records, salute Warner brothers, salute Power circle Should be blessed to be in our presence I whip my hair round with milk All my boxers be silk You pussy niggas should chill, we keep the city on tilt I put on for my walls, down for my area code SongtexteWe here to let you go to prison, gotta bury your dough Respect that holly my nigga, yo we out here my niggas You're so high with my niggas Salasy out here my nigga I recite only lethal, yeah them label to pour it I get high in the cathedral, and I feel so important How I'm popping them bands, your man just won't stop I fucked them friends, came out on top Then she wanted a bite and she named the spot But me being the boss, I take her straight to wingstop My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper I ride around the city and I got that calculator I'm a motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper, hey! Aus Songtexte Mania