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papercutz - key glock lyrics

[intro]
(wonka secured the bag)
glizzock, yeah
yeah
uh
(get the bag, king wonka)
ayy

[chorus]
countin’ money, papercuts in my fingers
young n*gga got stripes like a bengal (yeah)
married to the money, i’ll never be single (uh*uh)
ain’t no n*gga seein’ me, john cena (yeah)
ran the money up, f*cked up my femur (uh)
off the block, now i pack out arenas (let’s go)
i take it everywhere, gilbert arenas
i’m on stage and they reach at my p*n*s (yеah)
countin’ this money, papercuts in my thumb
i know ma dukes proud of hеr son
yeah, i f*cked around, turned to the one (uh)
cutthroat chain and it weigh ’bout a ton (yeah)
i’m knockin’ this b*tch out the park, barry bonds (phew)
all she wanna do is have fun (yeah)
yeah, all she wanna do is have fun (have fun)
this richard cost an arm, and leg
yeah, yeah, let’s go (yeah)
[verse]
i been busy gettin’ this dough
plant a money tree, watch it grow
real p, just sold a b*tch hope
hit it from the back, sound like she hittin’ notes
she got addicted, she lovin’ me more
this b*tch done turned to my favorite ho
man, she love when i pull out the cam
she hate when i pull out, the b*tch be like, “d*mn”
i’m in miami with heat like bam
i’m mr. glock, they gon’ pull up and blam (glizzock, yeah)
i want it all, just like uncle sam
got blues in my pockets, all of ’em crammed
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, then you can scram
bye*bye, adios, ciao

- key glock lyrics

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