Texty

Surely a nigga got sauce that's why Your bih love me, that's your bih love me Run up a cheque with my dawgs They trying to creep but I know what's coming I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it I'm really just trying to go ball today, go to the mall today Had to get my racks the harder way, ye harder way I step up my game, I adapt to the trap I cannot take any daps, from these chaps I been out here just running them laps, peep the stats I been at it man, look at me now I'm built like a cow Matter fact built like a goat Niggas don't know I'ma put my whole dick in her throat after the show because Surely a nigga got sauce that's why Your bih love me, that's your bih love me Run up a cheque with my dawgs They trying to creep but I know what's coming I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it Brother told me "Man wake up and get straight to the cheque" Mama told me she gon' pray for me so that I'm set, yes I'm blessed Pops told me "Don't be ever afraid, speak from, the chest" These niggas sweet I was born from the pain, I can confess So I'ma do everything that's in my power To get just a bit up that tower or the mountain Niggas cowards I see that they ain't really 'bout it, what a shame 'Cause I really wanted the smoke I keep a piece in the coat But I gotta take it off when it's cold, I'm still hot though because Surely a nigga got sauce that's why Your bih love me, that's your bih love me Run up a cheque with my dawgs They trying to creep but I know what's coming I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it I'm trying to make my money tall Gotta look up every time that I count it
Writer(s): Sihle Sithole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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