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Uncle Murda - Right Now ft. Future
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Uncle Murda
Uncle Murda
Performer
Future
Future
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Uncle Murda
Uncle Murda
Songwriter
Future
Future
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer

Lyrics

Nigga's in the club right now Blowin on kush, gettin' money right now Nigga's got barrel right now, got jewels, got cars, got shooters right now 100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies 100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies Coppin the whips on these niggas Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these niggas I aint got no love for these niggas No love for, no love for, no love for these niggas I just blow the cash on my young hoe I just blow some cash on my young hoe Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas Fuckin' up a bag with my young niggas Niggas in the club right now Bitches gettin' high off drugs right now Got shooters on deck I call Crips Call Bloods right now Real niggas back I'm puttin' off my enemies We blowin money We throwin' money at strippers Niggas in the trap right now Whippin it 'til come back right now I'm strapped right now Even police get clapped right now Break a whole brick down Look at all of these bagies I got your bitch on 5th ave I'm daddy 100 shooters, undercover, 100 bodies 100 shooters, undercover, 100 bodies (Droppin' the roof of these niggas) Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck With these niggas Ain't got no love for these niggas No love, no love, no love For these niggas I just blow the cash on my young hoe I just blow some cash on my young hoe Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas Fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas Oh I just got some pounds from the plug If you ain't getin money, you a dub I'm lit right now, bitch recognize who you with right now I'm the shit right, look at the flick of the wristright now These audemar cost the price of a new york brick right now Scheme money, I drop a bag and get you hit right now My bread right now, can't tell me I can't be the best right now If Future don't touch it, bang bang hit you in the head right now If Murda don't trust you we gon' shoot you Lil' Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you6 Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you24 If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you4 Brä brä brä brä Free Rowdy bitch Brä brä brä brä Free Bobby bitch6 (Run up on a nigga like bang bang Get you popped right now, make a nigga go meet 'Pac right now) 100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies 100 Shooters, undercover, 100 Bodies (Coppin the roof off these niggas) Dont fuck, dont fuck, dont fuck with these niggas Ain't got no love for these niggas, no love, no love, no love for these niggas I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe Fuckin' up this cash with my young niggas, fuckin' up some bands with my young niggas If Murda don't trust you we gon' shoot you Lil' Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you6 Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you24 If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you4 Headshoots, trap money The streets watching But they ain't trippin If money come this fast I swear to God I never spend it (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
Writer(s): Ester Dean, Nick Rotteveel, Robyn Fenty, Giorgio H. Tuinfort, Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Pierre David Guetta, Shaffer Smith, Terius Youngdell Nash, Tor Erik Hermansen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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