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lirik lagu cosmetology – $pend money kwam

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intro:
now i done said a couple thangs, made a couple girls angry
shut up girl you gon be famous
yeah
i’m bout to expose 1

verse 1:
beating on my chest, i’m like who the f*ck stopping me
b*tches tryna make up, this ain’t cosmetology
ya mans on fire but he never been as hot as me
in the bronx mobbin’ deep, rest in peace to prodigy
they be mad at me probably hoping that i fall hard
but i’m still dropping 80 on em, b*tch i ball hard
f*ck attention never in the center b*tch i’m all guard
garrison and faile, been a hunts point all star
senior here with me, i got maal up in the back
ron really with the sh*ts, jason riding with the strap
under pressure never crack, been 100 like i’m wack
and i’m faded off of jack, i can’t even give you dap
now i’m all up on the map, i’m just out here for the bread
cause my lil brother dead, brad locked up in the feds
never f*ck with bird b*tches, clips the wings before they spread
if you thinking h*ll burns, wait until you feel the lead
now i’m geekin’ off the meds, on the block in the x
been a boynton ave savage, tryna come up a check
now i’m coming for the neck, yeah i’m fed up and i’m vexed
and i’m riding for the set, f*ck an opp and a threat
b*tches tryna show me love, i’m like where the hate though
i ain’t waiting just to eat, i just make the plate though
save dough, never save hoes ain’t a cape though
scarface with a scarred face, b*tch i’m maino
want the money f*ck the fame though i just want a knot
make the doors kurt colbain though, b*tches on the yacht
skirt off, off top, i’m the best no props
make that maf*cka hop, pop that p*ssy don’t stop
ball hogging with the rock, who gon’ come and play me
never f*ck with kd’s, we ain’t on the same team
i ain’t tryna save bread, i’m just tryna save me
couple m’s and i’m good, i’m just tryna make 3
yeah i’m doing it for real, i ain’t doing it for fun
now i’m going harry dunne, b*tch i’m bout to go dumb
debs place in ya face, mobbed out with my sons
if we move like one, then we maf*ckin won
only care where i’m at, give a f*ck where i’m from
when we do get to eat, it should be no crumbs
crawl walk then ya run, handle work then the fun
live and die by the gun, see no evil, saw none

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