letra de money callin' - g.o.a.t. music
(intro: zetaman)
i hear that money callin’
mike lean?
oh, uh-huh-huh, oh-oh
huh-huh-huh-huh, i hear that money callin’, yeah-yeah
huh, uh, i hear that money callin’
i hear it, i hear it, i hear that money callin’
i hear it, i hear it
(chorus)
i hear that money callin’, i hear it, uh
yeah, yeah, i hear that money callin’, b-tch, i pick up at the tone
pick it up, come on
white boy, macaulay culkin, b-tch, i’m home alone
you talkin’ h-lla sh-t over that motherf-ckin’ phone
223 at your dome, yeah, that f-ckin’ chrome
(verse 1: zetaman)
surrounded by that cash, yeah (cash, yеah)
surrounded by them bags, yeah (bags, yеah)
too lazy to take off the tag, yeah (tag, yeah)
and your b-tch f-ck me, you mad, yeah (yeah, yeah)
all these hoes on me, no christian, uh (ooh)
b-tch, i’m water whippin’, ooh (ooh)
sauce on me, i’m drippin’, ooh (ooh)
b-tch, you know i’m livin’, ooh (ooh)
lean on me, i’m sippin’, ooh (ooh)
lean on me, i’m sippin’
lean on me, i’m sippin (yeah yeah)
(chorus)
i hear that money callin’, b-tch, i pick up at the tone
pick it up, come on
white boy, macaulay culkin, b-tch, i’m home alone
you talkin’ h-lla sh-t over that motherf-ckin’ phone
223 at your dome, yeah, that f-ckin’ chrome
(verse 2: funnyman)
i’mma hit you with a bone. yeah
i got my money everywhere
throwin my money everywhere, like i don’t care
rob the bank for a band (yuh)
rob the bank for a band (yeah)
i don’t care
f-ck yo b-tch everywhere i go
yeah, yuh, yuh yeah, yeah, yuh
yeah, slatt, slatt, yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah, funnyman, yeah
playboy, yeah, throwin my money everywhere
f-ckin yo b-tch right in front of you
call you alekei, throwin money at you while i’m f-cking your b-tch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
pull up at the opps door, give them a band (yeah)
police said “love everyone,” yeah i can’t
yeah, f-ck the opps, f-ck the block, f-ck the bike (yeah yeah)
yeah my box is a box, you yeah yeah
you a bum, yeah yeah
i got bands, i got racks, yuh, funnyman
funnyman out
(verse 3: ahmed)
yuh yuh, guess who callin now?
this my cheddar now, n—as starin, they be like “wow”
choppa, it go blaow, i spin the block like 4 times now
got so much so so on me that they can’t stop me now
yeah, yeah, off the thing again, got you talkin sh-t then imma spin and spin again
playin with me must be silly cuz you never win, yuh
fake n—as text me now, then up, i need some new friends
yeah-uh (new friends)
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