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letra de show me the money - dc2trill

show me the money lyrics
[intro]
(stillsanexile)
it’s lil’ moe, baby
the drank baby, you know what i’m sayin’?
mister mister junior
(it’s raw when you need cash only)
special, special, special, special
very special announcement
gotta dig it

[verse 1]
please show me the bread, please show me the money
where is awesome jawsome? i’m looking for that one b-tch
please show me a switch, i’m tryna empty a whole clip
i am s-x positive, i ran through a whole clique (dig?)
maybach truck, how i drive this like an old whip?
my soda look likе hpnotiq now, it got a grape tint
give the young n-ggas somе bananas, they going apesh-t (apesh-t)
i took eight sips (eight sips) and i ain’t ate sh-t

[refrain]
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the money, please show me the money
got the guys with me, i came in with my one clique
rolling loud, i turned the crowd up, they love that one hit
[interlude]
ayy
i upped the chopper in a n-gga face back in the day
like, way back in the day
and the other day, he bought some promotion from me (d-mn)

[verse 2]
rick owen pajamas
soda tropicana
f-cked her in atlanta
she from alabama
they play that lil’ moe in the club, i see the b-tches dancing
young n-gga was tryna eat, he seen a play, he ran it
bags up under my eyes permanent, they was sleeping on me (yep)
rob had a couch for me, i was sleeping on it
robbing n-ggas for they pounds and then go sell it to tony
this for all the p-ssy n-ggas acting like they know me
i ain’t see a lot of faces when i ain’t had no luck
i ain’t had no mansion to kick in, n-gga, it was starbucks
sleepin’ on a park bench with some karo tucked
catchin’ every play that came, even fifty bucks (fifty bucks)
now i’m at the concrete castle with a metro blunt
cartier my lens, twenty-one hundred plus
he switched ‘fore that motion came, that really f-cked me up
you seen this new life i built, you tried to set me up
[refrain]
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the money
yeah
where that money at?
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the money, please show me the money
please show me the—
uh
yeah

[verse 3]
just looked to the right, these n-ggas mad with no motion
strippers, rappers, k!llers, dealers in my clique (dig?)
like a fed glock, i could never switch
lookin’ at uncle sonny, money made mitch
tried to jock my style, that n-gga way off
she pulled up to the crib and took that thong off
please show me the money or i’m not involved
i’m on codeine, this b-tch on adderall
i’m feeling quite famished, i go matsuhisa
number one [?][2:35] big body [?]
domestic violence with wockesha, b-tch, i need you
mmm, i’m tired of wagyu, let’s go seafood
[outro]
yeah
yeah
yeah

- dc2trill

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