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lirik lagu all this money – casino

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[pre*chorus: casino]
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[chorus: casino]
don’t drain them bricks in my kitchen
i’m kickin’ up bales in the kitchen
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
got remix in my kidney
[?] count up and kick it
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[verse 1: 550]
brb, n*gga, be right back
give me that sack and you won’t get it back
n*gga keep a tool, n*gga try to move
shooter ride with it so you know i’m goin’ lu’
all red foreign, in the ride [?]
y’all n*ggas in the street but a n*gga ain’t heard him
n*ggas say, “snitch,” so a n*gga won’t serve
got two pistols in the street, n*gga, that murder
got a dope bag full of cash in with that base
got fifty on the road and the sh*t’s still base
big diamonds ’round my neck, i can feel these n*ggas hate
four years in the cell, that time i wasted
now i’m walkin’ on the money, count checks when it’s sunny
rip [?]
i’m a zone six trapper, [?] kidnapper
six months in the booth, n*gga, i’m a rapper
thank god for finesse, f*ck n*gga, i’m blessed
wrap a brick up, dumbbells, we the best
got all this love, oh n*gga, i’m fresh
got muscle in the streets so a n*gga got pressed
we the new death row and we kickin’ sh*t open
we see the red range rover, n*gga, then it’s over
send the flames to his ass and my young n*gga blast
i’ma sit up in the trap doin’ nothin’ but count cash
[pre*chorus: casino]
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[chorus: casino]
don’t drain them bricks in my kitchen
i’m kickin’ up bales in the kitchen
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
got remix in my kidney
[?] count up and kick it
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[verse 2: casino]
money stacked up, tell the teller bank, “count it”
[?] that cheerio, cheerio
ooh, k!ll ’em, ooh, k!ll ’em
my remix game got my pockets on terrio
ain’t no plottin’ on casino
i got that extendo, shooters in the window
shooters on the roof, they [?] cha cha
i got rich off sellin’ fake flops
pulled up in a drop head
all them haters dropped dead
diamonds ’round my neck and wrist
know it cost a half a mill’
all this money i’m gettin’, i ain’t stressin’ ’bout a deal
one*thirty*six, our way out, i don’t do no deals
me and 550, we on a paper chase
every club we step in, we leave a paper trail
sittin’ back, watch my money grow like wall street
got a trap house on every corner, n*gga, every street
[pre*chorus: casino]
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[chorus: casino]
don’t drag them bricks in my kitchen
i’m kickin’ up bales in the kitchen
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
got remix in my kidney
[?] count up and kick it
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[verse 3: young thug]
p*a*p*e*r (cash, racks)
all this nut in this ho throat, she might need cpr (uh)
trick a n*gga b*tch, make her do what i say
yeah, i remote control her (she mine)
she rollin’ on her (she rollin’), i’m focused on her (focused), ooh (focused)
relationship money, no singles, motherf*cker (what?)
name ring plenty bells, jingle motherf*cker
if you didn’t know, we big b, yes, sting a motherf*cker
i like my [?] real [?], motherf*cker
buy my n*gga’ b*tch like john cena, motherf*cker (woo)
like a old man, look like a n*gga shrinked the motherf*cker
you know that i came with my brothers (brothers)
you know that i bang with my brothers (my brothers)
if i can’t get you or your daughter (your duaghter)
casino gon’ f*ck at your mother (casino)
everybody know y’all f*ck n*ggas pie (what?)
you n*ggas think y’all custard? (custard)
f*ck n*gga make me mad i’ma call duct tape dave on them busters
[pre*chorus: casino]
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

[chorus: casino]
don’t drag them bricks in my kitchen
i’m kickin’ up bales in the kitchen
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’
got remix in my kidney
[?] count up and kick it
all this money i’m gettin’
all this money i’m gettin’

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