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letra de might just - baby money

[intro]
(alloutw4r)
(what up, t?)
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness, ct)

[verse 1: baby money]
if i cop it for my brother, i’ma scale it
i’m a hustler, n-gga, you can give me nothin’, i’ma sell it
got a couple legal partners, but i’m runnin’ with them felons
i can’t drive it, i’ma mail it, wrap it tight so they can’t smell it
bro said it’s real beef, i told him, “walk it”
two bricks right now, i’m drivin’ to milwaukee
balenci’ ‘fit four thousand, it ain’t nothin’ but a joggin’

[verse 2: chicken p]
you ain’t got the twenty thousand, then it ain’t no need to call me
my cup dirty, it look like i spilled the garbage tryna swallow
in the v, burnin’ rubber like this b-tch ain’t cost a dollar
who is he? i can’t serve him, i ain’t ever heard sh-t ’bout him
dropped that— uh, in the water, like a master, i can lock it
i’m like p, i’m like mastеr with these p’s, i’m ’bout it, ’bout it
huh, thesе n-ggas out here lost as f-ck, they need to find it
in my son’s school, jewelry on, tryna hide it
i’m lucky, i found another another, this sh-t light, yeah, huh

[verse 3: baby money]
i can’t lie, i pour that green inside the toilet, put that purple in my bottle
know a n-gga look like urkel, with a pistol, he’ll pop you
tryna bubble, b-tch, i double or i triple when i’m coppin’
if it’s a problem, i can’t find him, bring the issue to his mama
[verse 4: chicken p]
you my dog, you ain’t got it, ain’t no issue, i’ll spot it
in the spot full of blocks, gotta keep this b-tch poppin’
jumped in the coupe, the raindrop, but i’m gon’ keep this b-tch topless
ayy, just know i’m really havin’, b-tch, quit askin’ how i got this sh-t
cbs, i just got one question, who gon’ stop this sh-t?
called my bluff, know i keep like thirty in my pocket, b-tch
i’m rich as f-ck, she gon’ call me papa how i pop this sh-t

[verse 5: baby money]
send your b-tch with us, i’m dwayne johnson, i’ll rock this sh-t
this bottega sh-t, all this fendi sh-t
cartier love bracelet, got an expensive b-tch
we been gettin’ n-ggas dropped, we just don’t mention sh-t
ship our cars, where we goin’, we ain’t wearin’ whips
got people pressin’ chickens, i like pressin’ n-ggas
grew up in the crack house and we had separate dishes

[verse 6: chicken p]
hmm, i’ma bring my uncle jj, he gon’ test them b-tches
i heard ballin’ wasn’t a crime, why they arrest the n-ggas?
hmm, take it out the wrapper, then caress them b-tches
presi’ on, look like that boy won an election, didn’t he?
fifty ‘bows flyin’ out the sky, i’m goin’ to catch them b-tches
ooh, i’m cold, all this water on me like a air conditioner
blow a n-gga, change him like a tire, i ain’t gon’ spare a n-gga
g6, ooh, got me rollin’ like a ferris wheel
make the sh-t about some money and i might just care a little
make the sh-t about some money and i might just— huh
[outro]
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness, ct)
(alloutw4r)
(what up, t?)

- baby money

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