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goated - money man & fredo bang lyrics

[intro]
(reece, take em’ to church)

[verse 1: money man]
facials, hair appointments, spa days, baby girl shoppin’ all day
got a red b*tch who push a g*wag, she gon’ do whatever i say
leave a n*gga with a toe tag, d*mn, i was in a dark place
copped her ass a go bag ’cause she had some expensive taste
presidential rollie, green face, ballin’ like i won a sweepstake
eatin’ lunch up at capital grill, n*gga, we don’t do the cheesecake
loaves new york, i got the big sweep, pop a n*gga off an instinct
fluffies, i be havin’ frenchies, duffle bags filled with blue cheese
copulatin’ from infused weed, copped the kicks, they was cc
copped the crib from the cc, g* o* a* t* e* d
super trauma, save the gt, electric long, sleeve ev
turks and st. thomas, custom luggage, tear up onyx with a large budget

[chorus: money man]
know you tired of all this games n*ggas playin’, baby, come get a speedy
i just bought a few chains from the trap money, d*mn, it was easy
long as you catch up like first class, come see me, girl, quit teasin’
i just want a good time, after that, she exit out and she leavin’
[post*chorus: money man]
always down and know you gettin’ fried, i was sippin’ on bourbon
know you tired of the broke sh*t, baby girl, i know this sh*t irkin’
b*tches jump through hoops, tryna be gang, why they so thirsty?
he ain’t really havin’ pape’ like that, why he lyin’? that sh*t purgin’

[verse 2: fredo bang]
ridin’ ’round in the southside, i got a whop on me like a burger (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
take a pretty b*tch and go and spend it all, i’ma but it all just ’cause she curvy (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
she ain’t tryna get to her bag, i can’t see us goin’ no further (us goin’ no future)
i be stackin’ paper like looseleaf, inked up like a journal (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i be on they necks like a turtle (woo), make it jump back like a hurdle (woo)
new chanel on her, she early (woo), she want my last name like a jersey (woo)
i’ma duck her every time she fertile (okay), keep a round on me like a circle (circle)
say she got a man, why you act nervous? i’ll never tell, bae, i’m non*verbal
i keep a p like the color purple
i’ll buy a b*tch a new birkin, say she like girls, i’ma turn her (ah)
tryna grip her waist like a girdle (ah), tryna catch ’em all, she a squirtle (uh)
in the trap house sellin’ off*white, n*gga been feelin’ like virgil (been feelin’ like virgil)
b*tch quick to say that she a boss b*tch, but she out here f*ckin’ workin’

- money man fredo bang lyrics

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