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letra de slim shady - baby smoove

[intro]
(chasethemoney, chasethemoney)
ever, baby young rich (richest)
like, young rich bast—

[verse]
look at me, you see the difference, it’s real shady how we livin’
he’ll risk it all for fifty thousand, i need fifty million
i been pillin’, i been peelin’, we been heavy drug dealin’
i been sippin’, i been spendin’, stackin’ hundreds to the ceiling
vvses on my white tee, ooh, i think she like me
they be nervous when we come around, all my n-ggas shiesty
they be scared, they be talkin’ down, you can die if you don’t like me
they want a feature, n-ggas need a quote, they can never price me
got a drac’ inside the benz, i just gave bro the bag
he ain’t have to middleman, i got k!llers as my friends
n-gga, you don’t make enough to look at it through my lens
i can’t tell you that i love you ’cause that sh-t’ll be pretend
spent two-fifty on a coupe, i brought two hundred to the booth
i put syrup in my pop, f-cked a model in my coupe
it’s like three hundred for this plate, my bro put ten in your face
i be servin’ up the state, this sh-t dope, they on the way
i used to fantasize, but right now, i’m gettin’ closer
that n-gga give me junkie vibes, he been actin’ like a smoker
i used to gamble with my life, that sh-t was way realer than poker
and i’m p-ssin’ on your grave when we leave you slumped over
i got two-twenty on my dash, i promise i’ll never crash
he tryna keep up with no money, i know he done spent his last
i seen them n-ggas makin’ jokes, they so broke it made me laugh
got my mama a new condo, it’s bigger than her last
i drink pints, pints, pints with no ice
i’ma dirty up my faygo and let bro ‘nem do the sprite
i know that n-gga hate his self, he’ll k!ll for my life
got like two-hundred k in clothes, but, to me, that sh-t be light
he ain’t really have no money, i can tell, how he act
n-ggas p-wned all they jewelry, they be uploadin’ bro bags
that n-gga head big as h-ll, hope they shoot him in his hat
you know i’ma throw a party once that p-ssy get stretched
i been married to that money, she gon’ get my last name
she want me to love her like i used to, but things changed
i’ma keep it to myself, i deal with my own pain
i been stayin’ to myself, i’ma play my own game
i would’ve gave you the world if you was loyal and you thorough
i been chasin’ all these millions, but i want a lil’ girl
i been sippin’ all this syrup, it’s the key to my world
vvses all on me that just twinkle and they twirl
he ain’t got no money, i embarrass everybody
she been f-ckin’ bro, she don’t do it for a hobby
i ain’t got no love for you
i ain’t got no love for you, it ain’t none in my body

- baby smoove

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