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letra de with us - babyface ray & baby money

with us lyrics
[intro: baby money]
coach me joey
jose the plug
said that’s another thirty thousand every time we land (time we land)
brick open that’s a thousand grams (thousand on ‘em)
joey

[verse 1: baby money]
yeah, see that’s another sixty thousand every time we land
bust a brick open that’s a thousand grams
put a two on that -dog bark-, break it down to bags
n-ggas see my name buzzin’, y’all is not my mans
n-gga the choppa still smokin’, we gon’ slide again
dracos and long ks, call ‘em rob and big
n-gga f-ck your sixty dub, you get -gunshot- again
used to hit cribs with five-hundred, now i rob with ten
twelve-hundred neiman marcus, sh-t i should’ve walked on water
all these old n-ggas mad, sh-t i should’ve f-cked they daughter
get my work from ‘cross the border
stuff her then i ignore her
she suck me, i’m gon’ record her
for blues i want a quarter
keep oranges like i’m from florida
keep shooters ‘cause i’m important
n-gga move, or we extort him
these bows just came imported
i started off rocking forces
love you but never force it
i’m running from law enforcers
support me you get rewarded
[hook: baby money]
bet a n-gga don’t play with us
they know we keep them ks with us
a hundred shots, we got dracs with us
they know them sticks stay with us

[verse 2: babyface ray]
yep, in my white tee
skybox or courtside like i’m spike lee
i walked in, 12 disciples turn a sprite pink
in margielas, euro stepping like i’m mo-g
ho please, gave her perc work now she won’t leave
shop now, you can get a [money counter beep] if you know kareem
i shot down, i put in leg work, now i know the fiends
that’s when i found out you sick with it, you get more for beans
i got wocky in my baby bottle
run off with my sh-t we caught him
we be shaking sh-t like harlem
make yo’ section 8 the carter
happy father’s day, i taught him
mx1 amiris, bought ‘em
n-ggas don’t be nowhere ballin’
i’m in the club it’s singles fallin’
i’m high, i think them people on us
n-gga it’s a dirty game so i keep it on me
you poured a line and split the pop, you ain’t drinkin’ nothin’
that money turn around, baby girl p-ssy leakin’ on me
[hook: baby money]
bet a n-gga don’t play with us
they know we keep them ks with us
a hundred shots, we got dracs with us
they know them sticks stay with us

- babyface ray baby money

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