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return of church - tm88 & mucho lyrics

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[verse 1: mucho]
yeah, yeah, yeah
player like me gon’ throw the one, they gon’ fall off her back
started waivin’ at the waitress like bring me some more racks
started coverin’ up the ground, it’s a rack attack (rack attack)
so much money on the ground, she caught a heart attack (heart attack)
huh, fifty back to back (back to back)
twenty back to back (back to back)
huh, hundred back to back (back to back)
bring another sack (another sack)
huh, we flood it just like that
hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo (yeah, yeah)
had security put the money in the black bag (black bag)
huh, that’s a trash bag (trash bag), we got mad cash (mad cash)
we just winnin’ over here and you in dead last (dead last)
she don’t f*ck with you, you’re nothin’ to her, your broke ass (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: mucho]
yeah, i done sent the freaky b*tch to houston, comin’ off a jet
i got freaky hoes, they love me, they be l!ckin’ on baguettes
i just want the f*ckin’ money ’cause i know that p*ssy wet
bought that ho some louis ’cause she put these diamonds on my neck (yeah)
and that my fault she started slangin’ p*ssy for the high (yeah)
it ain’t my fault that your ho just love me ’cause a n*gga fly
flee, huh, ski, huh, they just found out they were bi (yeah)
i can’t help that sh*t i had on, had ’em kiss, unzip my fly (yeah)
[verse 2: mucho]
sent her p*ssy for the high, she had be spittin’ like i’m snaggletooth
scratched off in the chevy, i’m just ridin’, t*top malibu
rollin’ slow like i was screw
i’m just from the eastside of atlanta, like morton avenue (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
caught her at the strokers, but she shakin’ ass at pinnocks (yeah)
trina, that’s my down b*tch, she just shake ass, then she pick up (yeah, yeah)
huh, breachin’ for the money, go for a hundred like i’m bishop
somewhere in the trap, was gettin’ sloppy with my feet up, hold my wrist up (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: mucho]
yeah, i done sent the freaky b*tch to houston, comin’ off a jet
i got freaky hoes, they love me, they be l!ckin’ on baguettes
i just want the f*ckin’ money ’cause i know that p*ssy wet
bought that ho some louis ’cause she put these diamonds on my neck (yeah)
and that my fault she started slangin’ p*ssy for the high (yeah)
it ain’t my fault that your ho just love me ’cause a n*gga fly
flee, huh, ski, huh, they just found out they were bi (yeah)
i can’t help that sh*t i had on, had ’em kiss, unzip my fly

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