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lirik lagu 250 – money musik & lil gotit

yeah, all i see is red on a stick n*gga. rockin’ ? know i’m sayin’
money on beat motherf*cker
250 on my head so you tell ’em this how you playin’
i can’t even talk about that but you know the plans
250 hundreds nah i can’t pull up my pants
dancin’ with the devil watch the baby do it’s dance
gotta keep my cuddle i’m from ? ain’t no sucker
i be flyin’ in and outta city i got ?
n*ggas must feel guilty cuz they think i talk on ?
yeah this sh*t ain’t funny we did bl!cky i got roast

in my mind you know i ain’t sleepin’ plus
imma proud of all the trenches
i keep it glitzy drippin’ in clout
when i put on this sh*t cost ticket
tell em i know that n*ggas watchin’
i’m watchin’ too and i got glizzy
i thought him out he know it too, my neck p*ssin’

certified diamonds on my neck he know my chrome heart
my n*ggas holdin’ switches, twistin’ fingers when my song start
f*ckin on your ho, totty gotta forgot his small portion
keep a stick, ready to knock em outta ?
i was born to win
i was born to sin
miss gettin ? young n*ggas with me lookin like ?
badass gangsta feelin’ like a preach
slappin’ on ?
i’m standin’ on business n*ggas on d*ck
drip the f*ck out gotta hoe ?
yeah they say player but n*ggas ain’t real
250 on my head so you tell ’em this how you playin’
i can’t even talk about that but you know the plans
250 hundreds nah i can’t pull up my pants
dancin’ with the devil watch the baby do it’s dance
gotta keep my cuddle i’m from ? ain’t no sucker
i be flyin’ in and outta city i got ?
n*ggas must feel guilty cuz they think i talk on ?
yeah this sh*t ain’t funny we did bl!cky i got roast

certified diamonds on my neck he know my chrome heart
certified diamonds on my neck he know my chrome heart
certified diamonds on my neck he know my chrome heart
certified diamonds on my neck he know my chrome heart

250 on my head so you tell ’em this how you playin’
i can’t even talk about that but you know the plans
250 hundreds nah i can’t pull up my pants
dancin’ with the devil watch the baby do it’s dance
gotta keep my cuddle i’m from ? ain’t no sucker
i be flyin’ in and outta city i got ?
n*ggas must feel guilty cuz they think i talk on ?
yeah this sh*t ain’t funny we did bl!cky i got roast

i tell ’em know ? to spend spend
me and the pope we been around and flippin’
i ? my money on ?
i hit the club i ain’t bringin the police
when i see foe i’m kickin’ the door in
got little present i ain’t got no friends
so many reasons these b*tches a thot
so many reasons i ? glock
only drank ?
know i pop me a 4
and i pop me b*tch to the floor
?
? on my flag ? grow
so many time could’ve wipe your nose
?
?
p*ssy
long live pope 5.13.22 yeah my n*gga hard livin’
yeah

- money musik lil gotit

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