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lirik lagu money & hate – peezy

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[intro]
b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
love money, love hate
money, b*tches love hate
love money, love hate
b*tches love money, love hate
love money, love hate
money, hate
love money, love hate
money, hate
love money, love hate
b*tches love money, b*tches love hate
love money, love hate
money, love hate

[verse: 1]
you know i ain’t goin’ broke no mo’ i made a promise
know some sh*t about yo b*tch i ain’t gon’ say about it
cuz came home from jail send them baby bottles
like f*ck the gas prices go up the 80 dollars
bro got a pint, i got a pint come so we can match
crack the ceil i ain’t leave it but i’ma bring it back
bread 11s, gucci belt this sh*t don’t even match
wear the pants tight enough so you can see the strap
down the way them b*tches going for quarter homie
and i only want 23 n*gga put yours on it
and if them b*tches comin’ sealed i want all of them
and i ain’t goin’ home for sh*t i got it all on me
chef peezy n*gga, he a cake mixer
hit the lean, stretch it out, make it taste different
if you ain’t out here gettin’ paid, you on the way n*gga
and them [?] coming turkey boes n*gga thanksgiving
[hook]
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money

[verse: 2]
my peoples want me to stay in school
but the game made me and i ain’t make the rules
pops said if they ever get you in that room
they don’t know sh*t cause if they did they wouldn’t be asking you
real sh*t you in a presence of a wanted man
n*ggas undercuttin’ trying to get the overhead
and my plug just hit me with a hundred grams
so if a n*gga miss the summer jams hope you understand
the game ain’t made for everybody but it’s just for me
if you go where’s that you get it extra cheap
more cheese off the roxy’s than you’ll ever see
catch a n*gga dry snitching on my [?]
n*gga, deal on if the seal on
got a hit out on them with r’s i want them pills gone
yeah we get the bag off but we still on
just incase them b*tches come compressed know they still gone
[hook]
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money, these n*ggas love hate
money, hate
these b*tches love money

[outro]
love money
these b*tches love money
love money
these n*ggas love hate, these b*tches love money
love money
these b*tches love money
love money

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