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letra de one piece - ca$houtjony

[chrous: ca$houtjony]
check me out (check me out)
i’m racked up
psyched out (too psyched)
i’m turnt up (let’s go, let’s go)
he burnt out, yeah
time up, aye
i got a hustling addiction cause money my first love, woah

[verse 1: ca$houtjony]
wonderful life come and live it with jony
perrier water, the can murakami
anime, one piece your b-tch call her nami
she seen the crib, eyes lit up, then said nani (nani?)
i get more booty than that pirate sanji
money d. luffy that paper get stretchy
back in ’04 i would listen to nelly
i feel like nas when he played in belly
we ain’t done yet so just hold the confetti
i step in yeezy, my blooda, giuseppe
we made them racks all throughout the corona
shawty a ryder i call her winona
dmx, jony a dog in the booth
they made a mistake when they let me get loose
we seen a hunnit i’m tellin the truth
but somehow i’m blind when it come to a truce
[pre chrous: ca$houtjony]
check me out
i’m swagged up
cashed out
we bagged up
my brudda said that he itchin to k!ll ya
i must be numb cause i never feel ya
drive off the lot when we go to the dealer
we got this money for real
on some real sh-t though like
we really got that sh-t like
i’m not lyin like these other n-ggas
i promise you, this sh-t is real life
let’s go

[verse 2: kevodaplug]
went to sleep countin this money
clear the house, wrap it up like a mummy
prolly stole but he never took from me
war zone, we gon end the game bl–dy
hiding out i can’t get him, he lucky
golden state, finna pull up on curry
told plug send the bows in a hurry
tip the scale every time it ain’t st-rdy
lola bunny, lil baby got sp-ce jam
lost control in the scat let the brakes slam
my b-tch clean yours ride on the greyhound
making plays, give a f-ck about a playground
might be wrong but i got good intentions
mad at me cause his b-tch in my mentions
where i’m from all the k!llings be senseless
i just hope i can make the right decisions
f-ck a rap n-gga i’m the future like pluto
high in the sky we on mars but no bruno
heart so cold in december need 2 coats
throw all the racks on the table like uno
pockets so fat, eat the money like glucose
hate flying but the gang gotta go coast to coast
city girl all she wanna do is just drive the boat
said i’m the best she ever had now that’s kudos
[chrous: ca$houtjony]
check me out (check me out)
i’m racked up
psyched out (too psyched)
i’m turnt up (let’s go, let’s go)
he burnt out, yeah
time up, aye
i got a hustling addiction cause money my first love, woah

- cahoutjony

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