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letra de money power respect - damedot

[intro]
are you in the mafia?
am i in the what?
whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
i’m in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you’re mobbed up

[verse 1]
real gutter sh-t, knock knock, b-tch, this the robbers robbin’
two years ago, i was draped in robins
it’s 2018, now it’s balmain denim
and rockstar jackets with all them zippers
dng belt, f&n off the dribble
dracie got the wood and the light in the middle
hold it with two hands, but it’s labeled a pistol
he ain’t got no bodies but he labeled a k!ller
raf simons kicks or the brand-new yeezies
posted in the slums standin’ right in specie
none of this is light, i make this sh-t look easy
if dog bookie light, i’ma get it from cleechy
i just spent fifteen at hutch jewelry
i ain’t got no time to worry ’bout a f-ckin’ mooney
where the f-ck is you gon’ sleep if you do somethin’ to me?
third-party-ass n-ggas, come say somethin’ to me

[chorus]
big-body beamer like a big-ass bubble
i bought this chopstick, but i ain’t lookin’ for trouble
the money, the power, respect, and the muscle
drop two chains, got it all off the hustle
big-body beamer like a big-ass bubble
i bought this chopstick, but i ain’t lookin’ for trouble
the money, the power, respect, and the muscle
drop two chains, got it all off the hustle
[verse 2]
ayy, i’m on a million dollar mission, i can’t watch no views
i’m goin’ through enough now, b-tch, i can’t watch the news
brought a new pair of white sticks just to watch these fools
if i ever wore the weaks, these my kentucky shoes
scat pack, charger, h-llcat look extra
my b-tch just told me apply more pressure
get racks, more racks my pleasure
b-tch, you don’t gotta sneeze, i’ll bless ya
i could’ve been dead, but i’m way smarter
never at the house, f-ck these hoes at the carter
light tan and last time it was darker
n-ggas wouldn’t give they thot a crumb, he was starving
self-made, self-made, moral of the story
ten toes down, no guts, no glory
new gucci everything, i’m drippin’ in floral
made myself a boss from the mud to the marble, n-gga

- damedot

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