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Outro (feat. DJ Drama & Peewee Longway)
Gucci Mane
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Ayy, let me get somethin' straight here Honorable C.N.O.T.E. So you niggas had a lil' run in the gam And think you doin' somethin'? How 'bout you niggas run the game every time you drop Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up So you niggas think the culture like yo You done figured this shit out? Where you niggas gon' change the culture Yeah, we see you got a couple followers But don't you dare come close to that goat emoji That's exclusively for Wop (Wop) Money on money on money on money on money on money I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys Started from nothing, got fronted, And only got thirty off a hundred I said that I did it, Admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished Trap God but I'm not God, hey She gon' suck it when it's hard, hey New Wraith in the garage, hey I can turn coke into hard yay I'm so rich, I gotta pay, hey Ain't no more room in my safe, nay San Felipe boy, call me Clean Ray Fishtailing out in a Stingray Got a fiend buying shit at a mean pace Said the truck stop, yeah, at the D&J Got two white girls, they Kim K Rockstar wasted like Green Day Stick in a rental, brick in a Sprinter Mama gon' tell you might pray for me, b***h Pray for you, b***h, play with me, bitc Ain't gon' play, I'ma just pay for you nigga Money on money on money on money on money on money I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys Started from nothing, got fronted, And only got thirty off a hundred I said that I did it, Admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished Life on the line, nickel and dime Thought I was jokin', I caught me a nine Old niggas hate and they sit on the pin I stayed in the A and I got me a line Stick make you hiccup, I shot with your re-up Want some ketchup, if you run up get wet up I get you hit up and go kick my feet up VVS bricks, we might drop on a Brinks truck Money on my mind Still in the pot, whip a nine Wheelchair, b***h, break his spin Glacier Gang, still in my prime I'ma put the d**k all in her spine, woa I'ma just do it for the Vine Flatline a nigga 'cause he lyin Wop hit my line, then I'm ridin' Longway, nigga Money on money on money on money on money on money I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys Started from nothing, got fronted, And only got thirty off a hundred I said that I did it, Admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished Delusions of Grandeur Gangsta Grillz Yeah, we came so far I'm richer than all my opps Throw up, b***h I know you see me
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