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Yuh, yuh Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless Damn lil' shawtie, what you doin' on the late night? Said she wanna slide but it's not even date night Swimmin' with the fishes, I'm on top like a great white Countin' up them hunids through the night to the day, mind Shawtie, what you doin' catchin' me? I'm on her phone We're both with the spite, I be sippin' at the stop phone Put you on a flight to my city, have your mind blown Hop right off the plane, I be in another time zone Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless I just ditch you, runnin' on the dash now Money comin', can't be spent we'll light a flash now Then she help me, all my homies got they smiles down I just did a show, got 40 bitches in the back now Tell me why these bitches on my dick, is it money? Is it 'cause I got a foreign whip? Am I stunning? It's not hide or hidden on my flex, now they want me Tell them to get off, I put a zip on, make it funny Oh yeah, oh yeah, get on my chick, girl come yeah Double I move under my soul, I saw a cold bitch done, yeah You can't hide on the phone, just say goodbye, I'ma grind it I beat it like the meat is grind, I'm cold just like Wakanda yeah Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless Damn lil' shawtie, what you doin' on the late night? Said she wanna slide but it's not even date night Swimmin' with the fishes, I'm on top like a great white Countin' up them hunids through the night to the day, mind Shawtie, what you doin' catchin' me? I'm on her phone We're both with the spite, I be sippin' at the stop phone Put you on a flight to my city, have your mind blown Hop right off the plane, I be in another time zone Money, all these hoes, I be growin' with my conscience Racks comin' in, money flow, be a constant Big watch all up on my wrist so they spot this Foreign all my whips, and my hoes they came topless
Writer(s): Christian Caceres Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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