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letra de gmfb - baby stone gorillas & gotdamnitdupri

[intro]
gang, gang

[chorus]
get money, f-ck b-tches
uh, uh, uh, uh
get money, f-ck b-tches
get money, f-ck b-tches
we get money, we f-ck b-tches
while we counting up these riches in the bottom of the trenches
[verse 1]
yeah, all my life i was trained to get money and f-ck b-tches
if i had a low-low, i’d hit switches (switches)
let me get a ‘wood, i got some za, i’m tryna twist it (twist it)
came from the bottom to the top, it was a mission (yoom)
my glock got extension, it sink ships and burn bridges
i’m tryna put you on some game, but godd-mn, boy, you don’t listen (at all)
don’t try to push up on the gang, you f-ck around and go missing
i took two perkies to the face, i swear to god, it had me lifted

[verse 2]
i swear to god, it had me lifted
get money, f-ck b-tches
get money, f-ck b-tches
i’ma beat a b-tch hard for the fin ’til they knock the b-tch
b-tch, i’m all out the way, no down fake, b-tch, you gotta pick
dolce & gabbana short shirt with the prada kicks
it’s a foreign blinker, foreign like my car, you see me poppin’ it
jay bick a b-tch in these designers just to lace a b-tch
a shooter, he gon’ shoot, he ain’t gon’ hold it just to flash it
all my n-ggas fully active, gunplay, fully bracking
if we caught him, he was lacking, we ain’t gon’ tell you how it happened
and them sh-lls ate him up, so he can’t tell y’all how it happened either

[chorus]
get money, f-ck b-tches
uh, uh, uh, uh
get money, f-ck b-tches
get money, f-ck b-tches
we get money, we f-ck b-tches
uh, uh, uh, uh
[verse 3]
i quit the perkies cold turkey, cold sweats and a fever
thick b-tch, she a libra, she got a cold-ass demeanor
we gon’ get that sh-t in blood, hit your block, then we bleed it
rapper pressin’ for a feature, i might strip him for his pieces
my bottom b-tch on a diet, only chicken strips and s-m-n
she pop a perky like a gremlin, sucky-sucky like a demon
my heart cold from depression, man, them county cells was freezing
she like, “why should i pay you?” b-tch, i’m the reason why you breathing
ha, ha, ha, ha

[verse 4]
(jays, jays, jays)
i was stuck and in them hallways skippin’ school, i’m finna hit the trap
in and out the spot, if brash hot, you gotta hit the back
all i know is get money and f-ck b-tches, i just need the racks
all i know is get money and f-ck b-tches, i just need the racks
i’m with my sandbox n-ggas, we been thuggin’ way before the rap
b-tch, we got it out the mud and now we up and we ain’t looking back
and now i’m chasing m’s, who ever thought i’d make it off the rap?
and f-ckin’ bad b-tches, i ain’t really into f-ckin’ rats

[chorus]
get money, f-ck b-tches
uh, uh, uh, uh
get money, f-ck b-tches
get money, f-ck b-tches (god d-mn it, dupri)
we get money, we f-ck b-tches
uh, uh, uh, uh
[outro]
let me tell you something, it ain’t nothing on this planet i can’t do
you know what i’m saying? that’s how i feel
and that’s why i’m gonna stay at the level i am, you know what i’m saying?
on top of everybody

- baby stone gorillas gotdamnitdupri

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