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letra de mansa musa - anderson .paak

[chorus: anderson .paak]
back on my bullsh-t
i got some money to blow, i’m lookin’ good, b-tch
even as the king, i stay hood rich
mansa musa, gold jewelry
ooh, what’chu talkin’ ’bout? sh-t, gold toothpicks
every day is christmas, santa got his roof missin’
all they do throw shots at the king, it’s foolish
it’s mansa musa, power, move, b-tch!

[verse 1: cocoa sarai]
uh, my money, money
pocket so dummy
that mean my money so sick, i might just cough up a hunnid
rich gyal in me own time zone, f-ck whoever
sh-t, you gotta love me
now if you owe me mine, better run it
a hunnid miles and runnin’, yeah, i’m comin’, still gunnin’
sh-t that we be on, you could hate it or love it
and if i said it, then i meant it, muh f-cker, who want it?

[verse 2: dr. dre]
now i’ve been on some different sh-t lately
like i need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene
like i only come around for this type sh-t here
if i have to bust around, it’s on the hits, my dear
now what we gwan do with all these hits over here?
go up in smoke when i disappear, reappear
hah, i’m just bein’ sincere
boss sh-t, how we do it?
crack music, top tier, n-gga
shut it down, my n-gga, chill
we could see right through that bullsh-t, you p-ssy, n-gga, we could tell
better believe my product sell
made a billion off my bullsh-t and did it, n-gga, high as h-ll
overachiever, n-gga, i excel
if my name is on this muh f-cker, better believe the stock’s up
professional winners around us
gotta fly, leave the buildin’, levitatin’ on you mother f-cks

[verse 3: anderson .paak]
mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that
real rich n-ggas never advertise that
broke n-ggas always playin’ rich, puttin’ on an act
whoa, n-gga, when your money grow, maybe we could chat
but in the meantime, i remain streamlined
stackin’ my ends if ever my money decline
i double my wins, now look how my whole team shine
h-ll no, blow out my dough, i’m tryna keep mine
n-gga, f-ck that snow up your nose, it’s f-ckin’ ski time
ho-ho, call up the hoes, it’s shoppin’ spree time
don’t n0body roll in a rolls royce where we from
so i’m goin’ stupid as soon as i get a lil’ sum
dumb, they should have never gave you n-ggas money!
hey, watch your mouth boy
you don’t ball, boy
you don’ maxin’ out credit cards, boy
i’ma cash cow, you a hog wart
tell you anything, you would fall for it
get the piece, you don’t really want war
why the mean mug? that’s uncalled for

[chorus: anderson .paak]
now i’m back on my bullsh-t
i got some money to blow, i’m lookin’ good, b-tch
even as the king, i stay hood rich
mansa musa, gold jewelry
ooh, what’chu talkin’ ’bout? sh-t, gold toothpicks
every day is christmas, santa got his roof missin’
all they do throw shots at the king, it’s foolish
it’s mansa musa, power, move, b-tch!

- anderson paak

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