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its just money (remix) - kerch dolla, peezy & baby money lyrics

[verse 1: kerch dolla]
yeah, i miss you, but i’ll never tell you that
i can’t help if i fall in love with hoes selling cat
lost a lot of myself tryna get it back
all of my n*ggas [?] i’m tryna get in that
i did my ho wrong, she say that i’m an evil soul
i can’t even argue with her, ’cause i don’t even know
i’ll catch a n*gga at the store, b*tch, i’ll do him wrong
then hit the crib with my daughter, we be singing songs
my mind f*cked up, my heart f*cked up
i’m still alive through all the bullsh*t, so i lucked up
you can’t find a n*gga alive who say i [?]
not a chain [?] not a woman
anything i got [?] me, you know that i want it
if you was fighting for your life, could you stomach it?
people ask me why i do sh*t, ’cause i want to
people ask me why i trick, it’s just money

[chorus: kerch dolla]
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i trick, it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i [?] it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i don’t give a sh*t, it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
[verse 2: peezy]
f*ck you tryna say that sh*t for, don’t do the fool
ain’t no armored trucks pulling up to your funeral
i’ma spend a nickle just match the outfit with the shoes
got a brick of fetti, in case i get back in the mood
your b*tch curious, she wanna experience this lifestyle
told her just request the apple pay, i’ll send it right now
e just talking like a boss, man, tell that n*gga pipe down
y lil n*gga just like carey, he’ll shoot your lights out
call a group of girls up, tell them let’s go have a ball
now that’s p, you lil boys can’t f*ck no hoes at all
y’all too cheap, we take them out the country, you can’t take them out to eat
gotta make sure you on fleek, b*tch, you representing me
clean her up and fix her credit up, take her out the streets
bbl, brand new g*waggen, plus she got new t**th
blow a check at anytime, an, this sh*t ain’t even funny
don’t even ask me why, dawg, ’cause it ain’t sh*t but money
yeah

[chorus: kerch dolla]
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i trick, it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i [?] it’s just money
it’s just money
people ask me why i don’t give a sh*t, it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
it’s just money
[verse 3: baby money]
i’m in a drophead, she gon’ drop head when she hear an opp dead
i’ma drop bread on a [?]
get it from the plug, ain’t no man in the middle
see no food on they plate, [?] say a n*gga’s finished
i got six hoes all in one room, [?]
just a n*gga that they f*cking on the side [?]
[?]
if it was money over love, what i choose was the payment
people telling me i buy too much drip
it’s just money, bankroll [?] slips
it’s just [?] all them diamonds sitting on your wrist
it’s just money
[?] trees wrapped up in your bas*m*nt, christmas [?]
buy a b*tch a [?] before i learned her name
i used to care about this sh*t at first, before i knew the game
if you was holding all this paper like me, you’d probably do the same
[?] probably do a chain
baby money

- kerch dolla peezy baby money lyrics

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