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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marco Plus
Marco Plus
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demarcus Pollard
Demarcus Pollard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marco Plus
Marco Plus
Recording Engineer
Ernest “Ness” Butler
Mastering Engineer
Kirti Pandey
Kirti Pandey
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Hey Yeah Hey I told all my niggas we gotta go get it boy stop all of that playing Yeah Yeah Yeah hey, let's get to the money, let's run up them hundreds, the fuck is you saying Yeah Yeah Yeah hey Stop worrying about bitches and pussy ass niggas boy stick to the plan Yeah Hey Aye bitch we gotta git up git out and git somethin Bitch I wake up early and I sleep late Gotta work hard cause I need cake Tryna whip me up a Classic tryna be great My shades dark like Ray Charles, I can't see hate Pussy ass nigga can't tell me shit if he ain't made none Nigga tryna put me up on some game but he ain't played nun Fuck all these niggas I do this Shit here with my day ones Hustle hard like ace hood til our day come Man, I Can't take none of these bitches serious I got a four year old And she come first up in my life so lil hoe know your role I stun a bitch like I'm Steve Austin bitch you know I'm cold Im sippin' spillin' through the village like I roll with Cole I need My guap I need my cash I need my digits in I need my pape I need my money I need my dividends Got colors and lights inside my watch, feel like Ben Tennyson Man this lil hoe get on my nerves give her a little ten to spin Sometimes It feel like while talking God knowin i'm go sin again This shit so cold, nigga stuck in the mud gotta get my timberlands Was finna hit Bri but I ain't gonna cap, think i wanna hit kim again I cum in her mouth, she spittin it Out just like some cinnamon Why all these niggas be hatin on me, man? I don't Get it It is what it is, can't let a nigga knock me off my pivot It was just me and my niggas, we was ridin round in that civic Tryna run us up a Ticket, run us up a ticket Fuck what these niggas talking, we ain't going for none Stomp a nigga out in these lost and found ones A-town getting too slimy so i'm riding round With my gun Thirty clip just ain't enough, now I ride around with my drum Aye bitch, Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Watch who you playin wit Watch who you playin wit With? Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Watch who you playin wit Watch who you playin wit Yeah Hey Yeah Hey I told all my niggas we gotta go get it boy stop all of that playing Yeah Yeah Yeah hey, let's get to the money, let's run up them hundreds, the fuck is you saying Yeah Yeah Yeah hey Stop worrying about bitches and pussy ass niggas boy stick to the plan Yeah Hey Aye bitch we gotta git up git out and git somethin
Writer(s): Demarcus Pollard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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