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lirik lagu m.o.m. – dakingsean

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[intro]
this what i feel like today
mmm*mm*mhm
it’s dakingsean back again for another one (bap bap bap bap bap)

[chorus]
i feel like i’m made of money
got gold diggers looking for me
i feel like i’m made of money
stacking bread and this sh*t crummy
i feel like i’m made of money
got yo n*ggas hitting for me
i feel like i’m made of money
yes the other side is sunny
i feel like i’m made of money
i got b*tches going dummy
i feel like i’m made of money
got yo n*ggas hitting for me (bap bap)
i feel like i’m made of money

[verse 1]
smoking ganga, sticky, gummy
i feel like i’m made on money, spent a whole rack on b*tch (woo)
wipe my ass with a hundred cuz i’m on my cash sh*t (woo) (ugh)
i bеing spending money, watch me icе my b*tches collar
richer than a baller, richer than a scholar
sitting on some money and a n*gga feel like nine feet taller
oh my god
oh my god
check it, i’m a lone wolf with a clique (with a clique)
i’m a hitter with a stick (with a stick)
a magician with a trick (with a trick)
i’m a dealer with a brick (with a brick)
i feel like i’m made of everything that make the f*cking world go round
swimming in the money i hope i get lost and never found
put my heart up in this sh*t, going beat for beat and pound for pound
and i won’t ever stop until i’m six feet in the f*cking ground
[chorus]
i feel like i’m made of paper (paper)
i feel like i’m made of cash (cash)
put the money in the bag (bag)
b*tch i’m taking out the trash (trash)
i feel like i’m made of paper (paper)
i feel like i’m made if cash (cash)
put the money in the bag n*gga (bag)
then i do the dash (dash)

[verse 2]
i feel like i’m made of money n*gga
fanning f*cking hundreds n*gga (f*cking hundreds) (ha ha)
i got f*cking bands n*gga (f*cking bands)
like carrying bags of sand n*gga
i might just cop some roleys
twenty*four karats just like kobe (kobe)
got five rings just like kobe (kobe)
and to think you still don’t me

[chorus]
i feel like i’m made of money
smell like paper my nose runny
i feel like i’m made of money
snort some white off snow bunny
i feel like i’m made of money
smell like paper my nose runny
i feel like i’m made of money
snort some white off snow bunny
[verse 3]
i feel like a hundred bucks
put my face up on bill
i am a f*cking legend
like we firing at will
taking shots all for the gram
with some money in my hand
with my feet all the sand
sh*t, this pic worth like a band (say cheese)
making any b*tch a stan
yours would do if she can (she would)
all the other b*tches talking ’bout, “this sl*t all with mans”

you see all this f*cking paper n*gga stack it to the fan (woo)
all this f*cking cash money i feel just like birdman (young money)
and i ain’t in a ‘gatti yet but you can bet we manifest (skrt skrt)
looking at my life i had back then would leave you unimpressed (it’s king time)
now the jeans bussin’, safe bussin’, all this cash i’m stuffing
i’ma spender so i’m leaving how i started so with nothing
tip a red b*tch with some blue hunnids in her pink thong (woo)
we both get to seeing dead folk when they play dakingsean (king time)

[chorus]
i feel like i’m made of paper (paper)
i feel like i’m made of cash (cash)
put the money in the bag (bag)
b*tch i’m taking out the trash (trash)
i feel like i’m made of paper (paper)
i feel like i’m made if cash (cash)
put the money in the bag n*gga (bag)
then i do the dash (we out)

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