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money party - moneyboymarkk, louie ray & yn jay lyrics

[intro:]
(slajidi, turn me up!)

[verse 1: louie ray]
i ain’t blinded, i don’t know how this b*tch came and found me, i ain’t find her
i let her ride front seat, i ain’t had her
she got the ass, she did it again, now it’s wider
livin this rap, story that i got probably bigger than that
sh*t, the sh*t that i done been through, that’s deeper than that
she push a baby out the p*ssy, how deep is the cat?
okay, you say you gettin money, how deep is your racks?
how deep is your pockets?

[verse 2: moneyboymarkk]
these n*ggas think they gettin paid, tell them n*ggas stop it
i’m in houston hearin stories, i probably got my rocks
she sayin stars, she the type to f*ck the whole party
i put the beam on a child to practice on my target
we can’t get our boy a pass like that n*gga targ
b*tch, i’m taxin for the side and i can’t bargain
we don’t give a f*ck how these n*ggas feel
by any means, we gon touch a meal
right color nuns, diamonds in my grill
i will not stop till i got a deal
n*ggas stay shippin, got it back and still
[verse 3: yn jay & louie ray]
n*gga die from dinner, not eatin n*gga gotta steal
n*ggas show me some fake sh*t. like this can’t be real
black chubby n*gga off juice like this can’t be still
i know a n*gga hungry for the perks he just ate the pill
i don’t play football no more but i be in the field
i got flawless diamonds in my mouth you can see the grill
i’m a grown man now remember i was a little kid
i don’t want a full slab i just want the little ribs
i want an aj, want an a*10, okay
i want an aj, want an a
i need to know what’s goin on, shootin on, pop a pill, ayy
i’m hittin big sh*t, you couldn’t cop a field
you say you buy b*lls, but we growin, you can cop a field, ayy
drill kit heavy, like a lot of steel
i buy what i want, i don’t gotta steal

[verse 4: moneyboymarkk]
ice around my neck, get a b*tch chills
bonnie on his head and get them b*tches k!lled
yeah, then i feel you catchin bullets like you kenny stills
h*ll, pat or the scat when we do the drill
f*ckin hoes and doin shots, b*tch, my life lit
i just wanna be a man with the johnny dang for the ice king
amiri’s off the off*white, that’s a light fit
n*ggas sayin that it’s in them, i don’t think it is
[verse 5: yn jay]
d*mn, i got two b*tches lookin like them, i think they twins
cross your head with the metal, these ain’t pots and pans
somebody pulled up playin perk 30, d*mn, i gotta dance

- moneyboymarkk louie ray yn jay lyrics

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