• 标题:Money On Money (feat. Future) (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Young Thug;Future
  • 专辑:Money On Money (feat. Future) [Explicit]
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    Money On Money (feat. Future) (Explicit) - Young Thug/Future
    Lyrics by:Jeffery Williams/Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn/Joshua Howard Luellen/Wesley Tyler Glass/Jason Rosenberg/Dylan Cleary-Krell/Jaden Dixon Christodoulou
    Produced by:Southside/Wheezy/Beatzbyrrose/Dez Wright/9Jay
    Wheezy outta here
    808 Mafia
    The Wagster turn me up some
    Yeah okay
    Money on money these millions you dig?
    I'm spendin' this **** on my ***** and my kids
    I'm sittin' in the Bent' not the Benz
    This ************ pink slip nigga no rent
    I don't want you goin' to do nothin'
    If I gotta be the one tell you to spin
    These **** niggas tellin' for nothin'
    And I gotta be the one callin' 'em friend
    Uh drop-top Rolls-Royce I don't know the kind
    I don't know the name of it
    ****** this lil' ***** last night and this morning
    But I don't know the name of her
    She told that p***y she don't know nothin' about him
    And it ****** his fame up
    We want the same mud not the green
    My nigga the same mud
    Mama you a thot
    Uh
    I don't want shots
    Brother you a rat
    My brother
    Twin you a pack
    Twin
    Runnin' through Saks
    Hey
    Louis V slacks
    Louis
    Hermès trench
    Hermès
    Swimmin' pool heated
    Ooh
    Yeah she ain't tryna eat it
    She ain't tryna what?
    Shawty you can beat it
    Beast
    Drinkin' two-liter ride a two-seater
    Uh uh
    Ridin' with a eater
    Callin' me papi I'm callin' her mami and señorita
    Uh yeah all of it
    I ain't bein' cocky but I've been puttin' on ever since beepers
    No kizzy
    **** me good the first day a nigga might keep her
    **** a nigga good
    Blowin' money fast like a ******* cheetah
    Mm that's good
    I been in the trenches filled with hyenas
    Ah yeah yeah
    Bugatti Spyder whippin' that ***** from the side
    I'm spendin this **** on my ***** and my kids
    Puttin' **** up for my kids
    No rent ya dig?
    Hah
    On God
    What's her name?
    Haha
    You identify my ******* with APs
    She ain't got a AP she is not mine
    You cold he cold
    She belong to the streets
    Ski
    Uh-huh spoiled lil' ***** went Patek
    Huh
    Rose gold snake she a baddie
    Uh-huh
    Transport foreign go slatty
    Doggin' out a ho like Shaggy
    Beep
    Could've went Spec' went with Caddy
    Ah
    Pull up with the cutter we ready
    Yeah
    ****** a opp ***** I'm petty
    Iced out bolognese spaghetti
    First off gotta go baguettie
    Slime
    Talk less do more spinnin'
    Walk down ****'ll get drenchy
    Turnt the whole city up litty
    Skrrt
    Bad ***** could've went viddy
    Wow
    Savage 21 killers
    Brr
    Brabus ridin' with your sister huh
    Dog-a*s ho you a thotty ayy
    Bruh turn cop new body uh
    Twin you a rat you smoked uh
    Shoot 'em in the head you the GOAT uh
    Could've went fed went broke uh
    Trap nigga livin' out the ocean yeah
    The Phantom the Rolls I don't know
    The eaters go everywhere I go
    Uh-ah