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You gotta turn up my headphones some more All the way up, like turn it up, up Yeah, its up there, ayy Don't know what you thought, ever since a tot lil bitch I been a boss Water Voss, on my neck and wrist everybody ask what it cost Muney talk, yeah, bitch you heard, what muney talk Money all up in my pocket, prolly whats up in your vault (nigga) Whenever I talk it costs me Yeah I turned my teeth to a faucet Now you see more water than crawfish This young nigga on, ain’t gettin off me But if you want, get put in a coffin Yeah I am rich and Im bossy Businesses know what Im talkin Bitch I came in the game cocky Diamonds they fire, they box it Nickname my wrist watch rocket I need my cheese with broccoli Im a dawg, get these fleas hoes off me Ridin in the hard top, I got options Bout to buy a new watch, tell them watch this Nigga, nigga, yeah Im a nigga with a figures SongtexteRidin in the coupe, no ceiling Why you on a bucket, like cat litter All these hoes know Im that nigga All these hoes dikes gangs hit ‘em I could make your thot bitch giggle Or gargle, come get her Ayy, come get her, come get her up off my pickle Money hungry, whats for dinner (yeah) My earrings the size of a lemon (yeah yeah yeah) Yellow diamonds on, this how Im feelin Richard Millie on me, that cost a million My bitch got racks too but she don't play tennis Nah, nah, nah, all she do is just play with these balls Money on my mind put a hoe on pause Money on my line gotta answer this call (brrp, hello?) Glizock what the fuck you got going on Shit, some Paper Route Buisiness holmes I know, I see you and Kenny gettin it on Me and my niggas gettin big racks, bookoo Yeah we been gettin money since Fubu Don't know a nigga, shit, who you [?] roll one or two These niggas dream bout the money I run through Runnin through bitches and kick ‘em out kung-fu Dammit Im ballin and no I can’t fumble My money long as the hair on Rapunzel Nigga talkin bout it, gonna text or come on fool Take a few shots, what you gonna do Big money talk, get your gun dude Young rich nigga made my own rules Still talkin money, broke the phone booth Im up, and humble Big green, cucumber Don't play, I'll gun ya Aus Songtexte Mania