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lirik lagu let’s get money – idontknowjeffery

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[intro]
yo

[refrain]
m*o*b, learned that from the get go
you’ll never hear me ask where my b*tch go
so many hoes, i’ma need me a uber xl
and a lyft xl and a limo
n*ggas ain’t never told me nothing that i didn’t know
i’ll still shine in a kia like kinfolk
new bad b*tch gave me her info
f*cking with a thick b*tch and i got a bimbo
fog on my godd*mn window (jeff)
y’all f*ck n*ggas keep talking to the pillow
i’ma turn your girlfriend to a widow (yeah)
standing outside getting drunk like jimbo
gave a bad b*tch my venmo (here)
b*tch ain’t never told me nothing that i didn’t know
n*gga wanna hang? hang ’em out the window (yeah)
[verse 1]
returning my girlfriend hyundai
been in this b*tch since last sunday
told my folks i’ll sеttle down one day
dump a bad b*tch just like kanyе
n*ggas hate me like monday (yo)
walk down on ’em like a runway (yo)
mc hammer in my front seat
y’all can’t touch me, you n*ggas lunch meat
throw me in the jungle, i’ll get comfy
i’ll start me a gang full of big monkeys
n*ggas wanna jack? swinging at his front t**th
i just left out the club with a n*gga auntie
brand new whip from a foreign country
i’ll dump a bad b*tch like kris humphries
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yeah)
that’s one thing they don’t get from me

[chorus]
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this (let’s go, let’s go)
[verse 2]
returning my girlfriend lexus
been in this b*tch since last x*mas (yo)
put a b*tch at name on the guest list
and the shoes on my feet got three ss (yo)
walked in the club from the motherf*ckin’ exit
left early with three princesses (yo)
hold up, doc, that’s his step sis (oh)
n*gga got robbed, then he quit flexing (yeah)
my b*tch wanna know who i’m texting
i didn’t save the number, that’s a good question
back in high school, had free breakfast
now my music so hard i get free sessions
lean in my motherf*ckin’ refreshment
doc jeffery, i’ll give a n*gga c*section
i don’t give a f*ck if he wasn’t pregnant
b*tch called me a dog, let’s play fetch then
yeah, let’s play catch
brought a b*tch home to my b*tch, that’s fetch
n*gga quit flexing ever since he got stretched
jeff going first, i ain’t ever got next
ten bands on me, n*gga, i know you got less
my n*ggas up, y’all n*ggas upset
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this check
y’all n*ggas talk to your pillow too much
k!lled more n*ggas than the godd*mn ku klux
b*tch can not even get two bucks
weed smell like some that i threw up
young n*gga sh*t and i still ain’t grew up
same ol’ jeffrey, but i’m getting new money
i just dumped my b*tch, she ain’t even do nothing
[refrain]
m*o*b, learned that from the get go
you’ll never hear me ask where my b*tch go
so many hoes, i’ma need me a uber xl
and a lyft xl and a limo
n*ggas ain’t never told me nothing that i didn’t know
i’ll still shine in a kia like kinfolk
new bad b*tch gave me her info
f*cking with a thick b*tch and i got a bimbo
fog on my godd*mn window (jeff)
y’all f*ck n*ggas keep talking to the pillow
i’ma turn your girlfriend to a widow (yeah)
standing outside getting drunk like jimbo
gave a bad b*tch my venmo (here)
b*tch ain’t never told me nothing that i didn’t know
n*gga wanna hang? hang ’em out the window (yeah)

[chorus]
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get money (yo)
f*ck these b*tches, let’s get this money
f*ck these b*tches, let’s this (let’s go, let’s go)

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