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letra de i got - birdman & jacquees

[intro: trey songz]
whoa-hoa
super iz
got d-roc on beats
(i got, i got)

[chorus: trey songz]
(i got), i got all this money, i got all these girls
i got all this money, i got all these girls
i got all this money, got it on me, girl
i got all this money, spend it on these girls (i got)
i got all this money, spend it on these girls
i got all this money, spend it on these girls
i got all this money, got it on me, girl
i got all this money, spend it on these girls

[verse 1: jacquees]
big money talkin’ (talkin’)
you smell the money when i walk in (when i walk in)
yeah i know you probably poppin’ (yeah)
but you know you’re just an option (yeah)
i could lead you to the lambo (yeah)
f-ck you good in gucci sandals (yeah)
p-ssy wetter than in the sea (yeah)
let’s take a trip to the beach (yeah)
let’s pop tags (what?)
would you like that? (right, would you?)
i’m livin’ life fast (yeah, you know?)
let’s do the whole dash (what? two-ten)
i’m tryna play with that p-ssy but i can’t drive slow
i know the way i play with this money, i got your mind blown
i’m that n-gga
better hide your b-tch, ’cause i’m that n-gga
twenty b-tches, it’s just me and trigga (trigga)
and all them like it nasty, and them b-tches cl-ssy (what?)

[chorus: trey songz & birdman]
(i got), i got all this money, i got all these girls
i got all this money, i got all these girls
i got all this money, got it on me, girl
i got all this money, spend it on these girls (i got)
i got all this money, spend it on these girls (yeah)
i got all this money, spend it on these girls (suicide, south side)
i got all this money, got it on me, girl (top floor)
i got all this money, spend it on these girls (tom ford, stunna)

[verse 2: birdman]
overdosin’ this cash flow
been hoppin’ out that four door
got a hundred g’s and we bet more
got a hundred g’s with a hundred more
playin’ games but we livin’ life
five star, been rollin’ dice
we’ll hit him up then put him down
we’ll lay him down for that right price
them diamonds, boy, been dancin’ (been dancin’)
third ward live fancy (live fancy)
high life and we live the life
and we get the money and we clappin’ (we clappin’)
hundred hills, we mackin’ (we mackin’)
bounce back, straight dappin’ (straight dappin’)
five mics and we done flipped the fame
got the paper, n-gga, with no actin’

[outro: trey songz]
uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

- birdman jacquees

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