letra de scratchin' up the maybach - baby money
[intro]
(my n-gga lee, i think we got another one)
[chorus]
yeah, out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b-tch keep smilin’, wanna f-ck me, b-tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s-x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second
[verse 1]
yeah, yeah, it’s happenin’, lеt’s trap again
we got boy and girl, no human trafficking
spot full of money counters, scalеs, and vacuum seals
he d-mn rich, throwin’ up crip, b-tch, i’m active still
f-ck love, looked at money, is your ass real?
did you get that from your mama? is your ass real?
she like to suck me while i’m drivin’, jesus, grab the wheel
a n-gga with a good heart, my b-tch bad as h-ll
i know you counted that lil’ stack of cheese and you seen them extras
thought you finessed me, i was really showin’ love
go check my section, i was really throwin’ dubs
f-ck up your foreign, n-gga, we don’t give a f-ck, easy money
[chorus]
out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b-tch keep smilin’, wanna f-ck me, b-tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s-x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second
[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, i’m back around, no backin’ down
n-ggas don’t put this sh-t on, they just actin’ fly
they gave your boy a blank check, i feel like macintosh
five thousand for a ‘fit, don’t need no caption now
rose kit and white kit, can’t even decide
remember i ain’t have sh-t, i can be extra now
i got kicked up out the gym, they say i flex a lot
movin’ ‘bows back and forth, that’s my exercise
remember seein’ a million cash had me mesmerized
and you protected in the trap, this is scary hours
i been ballin’ since a kid, ask terry ’bout me
the presis look like duck sauce, coupe teriyaki
[chorus]
out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b-tch keep smilin’, wanna f-ck me, b-tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s-x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second
[outro]
(my n-gga lee, i think we got another one)
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