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letra de money - en-8

[intro]
ayy (money big money tall)
ayy (money big money tall)
ayy (do it all)
yuh

[chorus]
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all
[verse 1]
mixin’ purrp’ with the sprite that’s a rapper’s delight
i be linkin’ wit’ yo b-tch just about every night
all night how we goin’ and we don’t ever fight
but you know that i hit it and i ain’t ever gon’ quit it
i ain’t ever gon’ stop im goin straight to the top
gettin’ straight to the money every time that i drop
and im way too good so i won’t ever f-ckin’ flop
imma get signed and imma stay wilin’ out
hit on my bankеr when i check my account
get a brand nеw car and crash it into a house
hit on your b-tch, get her pregnant then im out
give my heart to a woman? what you talkin’ ‘bout son?
i only love two things i’m talkin’ money and funds
i like music and fits, throttle and whips
but every day of my life it’s been f-ck every b-tch
i be winnin’ the game like i’m fl!ckin’ my wrist
founded the villeins so now i got an assist
belichick hit me now i’m callin’ the shots
tom brady kid’s how im kissin’ these thots
i be f-ckin’ wit dyk-s that’s that sh-t that i like
i listened to yo last song man that sh-t was light
you can hit me for a beat and you know that i write
i can make you a star just gotta pay me a fee
or you can throw your life away on your own for free
[chorus]
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all
money big money tall get it cause i do it all
y’all ain’t ‘bout the paper and that’s why i cannot f-ck wit’ y’all

[verse 2 en-8 & (darth vader)]
jokes like chappelle but they fax that’s veracity
y’all lame as h-ll and i put that on my city
verse 2 shorter but im still goin’ crazy
you could get money but you be too lazy
you know i got more drip than an overfilled pitcher
f-ck a smith & wesson i’d rather just will smith ya’
eminem cool but i’m lyrically smarter
all y’all my sons and (i am your father)

- en 8

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