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lirik lagu got money feat. lava izzo, bubsy millions, mike xmas and dirty red – scion919

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oh man, i like this, i like this, 2008
i got money in my pocket, we going to war n*ggas
we ready, big game music, dj big t

we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes

(lava izzo)
rent out your night spot
take your girl home and play with a g*spot
a couple bank accounts, a couple business moves
what i’m finna do is go back to the weed spot
a couple green knots, and i done seen plots
i used to have a couple fiends, tryna lean and rock
i want the cabbagе and the cheese, the crеam of the crop
sh*t, i’m tryna triple up and call it a wop
they say quentin tarantino, he getting alot
i’m lava izzo, jalapeno, i’ll nino yo block
gettin’ money, f*ckin’ b*tches a lot
mess their hair up and tell them hoes to fix they mouth
y’all my n*ggas rollin’ haze by the box
who got the chop, the pisces
but this ain’t my first day off the dock
and i don’t play when i say, when i say what i got
yo, dirty red, tell them n*ggas what we got
(dirty red)
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes

(scion919)
we got money, no need to act funny
i’m the young hugh hef, looking for my next bunny
i heard you got the ice cream, we can make a sundae
face like a model, like she stepped right off a runway
ass so fat, could she be the next beyonce
thought she was a groupie, by the way, she was all on me
smoked a couple blunts and a n*gga was on it
beat the p*ssy up till six in the morning
we balling, y’all are not scoring
while yo ass still stuck in the hood, we touring
too many hoes to pick, we f*cking all of them
spent twelve hundred for these new air jordans
if y’all n*ggas making it rain, my sh*t pouring
hoes like, look at that doe, it keep falling
(dirty red)
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes

(mike xmas)
i f*cked the hoes before you seen them in the magazine
your boy so fresh, you can call him mr. clean
plus the swag i mean, i paid a grip on them jeans
i ball from raleigh, all the way to yao ming
i keep my money clean, neck, wrist, stay froze
i never touch dope, i leave that for my kinfolk
it’s all good, situations could be worse
doing non*stop and j*bully the verse
i started from nothing and made this sh*t into a lot
them hoes that dissed you, i bagged them on the spot
so go ahead and ref, but i call my own shots
my money like a clock, cause the cheddar never stops
they cut my wings, but yeah, i’m still fly
i’m blowing purple haze in the chevy getting high
lava getting dough, scion getting dough
two money’s getting dough, sh*t, need i say more
(dirty red)
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes
we got money, we smoke the finest dro
and hit the hottest hoes

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