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this year - yg lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m here to get the record straight, but i’m not a disk jocky
swinging at your n*gga chop, you can call that fist hockey
i’ma go all in, long as my n*ggas got me
i ain’t [?] so why you n*ggas knock me?
[?] she bartend, your b*tch got cakes, right
your b*tch get passed off, ’cause your b*tch is ace type
living that made life, custom made kicks
you and me, girl, f*ck who you came with

[chorus]
i done made a whole lotta money this year
i done made a whole lotta money this year
i done made a whole lotta money this year
year year year
[?]
dropped 20 on the [?] like f*ck it [?]
[?] get it clear
[?] my b*tch, n*gga, don’t you come near

[verse 2]
fresh up off that re*up, now a n*gga sh*t on fire
too many hoes on my d*ck, i’ma wrap my sh*t in barbed wire
you [?] clearly acting ass n*gga
[?] your b*tch, while she ratchet ass n*gga
hit [?] n*gga
bullets fat like fat n*ggas
clips back to back, n*gga
now do you get the picture?
i don’t trust my girlfriend, [?]
only time i’m motivated, is when i use my [?]
[chorus]
i done made a whole lotta money this year
i done made a whole lotta money this year
i done made a whole lotta money this year
year year year
[?]
dropped 20 on the [?] like f*ck it [?]
[?] get it clear
[?] my b*tch, n*gga, don’t you come near

- yg lyrics

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