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letra de money up - c-rillo

(oh yeah)
she say she like the way she see me count my money up
i don’t do no fake love, but i show her no love
surrounded by all these drugs
i don’t even drink but i’m pouring up
i gave her the cup and she throwing up
i get inside, now she tore up
i’m dripping i’m dripping i’m deep in them guts
see me count my money up
i don’t do no fake love, but i show her no love
surrounded by all these drugs
i don’t even drink but i’m pouring up
i gave her the cup and she throwing up
i get inside, now she tore up
i’m dripping i’m dripping i’m deep in them guts

(c-rillo)
too many racks
they cannot fit in my pocket aye
can’t drive too fast
i got two bricks up in the back , uh aye
just got off the phone
she looking at me like i did something wrong
but i don’t know
and i sing you a lullaby, i don’t want to see you cry
just look into my eyes
and don’t you see the realest that’s alive uh huh
i want to give you all my time uh huh
but my heart is as cold as this ice (blaow)
there’s blood on this money, but no sacrifice
the trap go boom every time i drop the price
you won the game, this is your winning price
(oh yeah)
she say she like the way she see me count my money up
i don’t do no fake love, but i show her no love
surrounded by all these drugs
i don’t even drink but i’m pouring up
i gave her the cup and she throwing up
i get inside, now she tore up
i’m dripping i’m dripping i’m deep in them guts
see me count my money up
i don’t do no fake love, but i show her no love
surrounded by all these drugs
i don’t even drink but i’m pouring up
i gave her the cup and she throwing up
i get inside, now she tore up
i’m dripping i’m dripping i’m deep in them guts

(untamedslave)
and i know how to get my money up girl i ain’t no dub (cashbag)
and i can buy the world, but can’t buy your love
so leave your feelings at home we just here to f-ck
i need drugs in my system rubbers ain’t enough
beat them walls in then i count my money up
two ounces for $180 that’s a come up
boohoo to my sorrows baby pour me up, uh
f-ck being sober i’m tore up
(oh yeah)
she say she like the way she see me count my money up
i don’t do no fake love, but i show her no love
surrounded by all these drugs
i don’t even drink but i’m pouring up
i gave her the cup and she throwing up
i get inside, now she tore up
i’m dripping i’m dripping i’m deep in them guts

- c rillo

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