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i'm the man - gudda gudda lyrics

[verse]
louis fit, louis bag
louis rag on my neck, i’m popping louis tags
i’m getting money, swolen pockets
i’m a soldier, homie, with a shoulder rocket
i do my thing on the low, but i stay high
i tend to the booth, n*gga, straight drive
i stay fly, check the stitching on my back pocket
like a [?] got you n*ggas in my back pocket
i do this sh*t with ease, how i breaze through the track
got the feds on my tail, got the cheese for you rats
i’m so sickness, big chain glissening
20 on my neck off of mixtapes, listen
money is the motivation, i been over waiting
i’ma go and get it right now, n*gga, i’m overpationt
i hit the ground running, gunning for the green bags
the sh*t that i’m whipping, guaranteed to bring the fiends back
my hustle up, so i double up
when the fire hit the pot, watch the water bubble up
don’t i look like money? you can’t tell, boy
look at my jeans, b*tch, my pockets on steroids
you n*ggas broke, need a tip like a bell boy
streets n*gga [?], get saved by the bell, boy
i’m giving h*ll, boy, til i’m richer than a b*tch, i’m tryna get up
money grind, [?] sitting on my wrist
so give me money, or give me the graveyard
the street sh*t aside, hustle, rap is my day job

- gudda gudda lyrics

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