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Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Let that money talk, let that money talk You dead broke, that's your daddy fault I'm high horse, you asphalt Your Rollie fake, that shit untrue Both a bulldog, knock your block off I smell rapper weed, this that moon rock I'm certified, you minimised I'm maximised, look in my eyes Don't fucking lie, don't be surprised They legally blind, don't wanna see me shine Signed my first deal, about time All that pen and pinching that you do, you better Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend a check on whoadies, marry the game, always Riding down Peach Street in a flying saucer They ask it who is me? Bitch, who is you? Say you getting money, nigga whoop di doo Shit, do what it do, be what it do Water what it do, skeedo, what it do All my niggas with me, they got 10 on 'em The Perc got a 10 on it, car got a twin, don't it? Yeah, all my properties, they got Benz on 'em I ask her to come over, then I ask can her friends come This that condo in [?] shit, no photos so fuck that shit Chain on, buffing shit, it'll make you tuck your shit Spend it and get it back, I used to pray for a 50 pack Niggas ain't standing off in the trap, they say you work on the internet They dealing forreal, forreal, this stuff is a death deal See you had to act to steal and I bought some Acts to spill Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend a check and get it right back Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe that She walking round in her night clothes I'm 'bout to fuck her with my eyes closed Damn, on her pussy, got that pussy and fuck that Sent her on a shopping spree, said I give her space Million dollars in the safe, put some mileage on her Range I don't sip that red nigga, I don't smoke that shade I just be spending profusely, I just be sipping profusely I just be fucking masseuses, I just be fucking exclusive Broke niggas come with excuses, rich niggas come and they cruising I spent that there therapeutic, broke bitch not included All these bitches taking pictures When you die, you cannot take it with you I got Cash Money out the picture Now the checks are getting big, big spender, big spender yeah Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that shit, spend that shit Spend that check and get it right back Spend that check and get it right back
Writer(s): Brandon Chase Korn, Navraj Goraya, Wesley Tyler Glass, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Amir Esmailian, Andrew Kenneth Franklin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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