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letra de i got money - glockboyz teejaee

[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
c’mon, glockboyz, n-gga
(brian, you’re so crazy for this)
she just wanna hang with me ’cause i got some money
i’ma give it to her

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
man, she just wanna hang with me ’cause i got some money
like i’ma give it to her
and my ho know i’m gettin’ some money, ain’t got no time for her
the opps, they scared to come outside ’cause we gon’ slide on ’em
i feel like only time them n-ggas out here slidin’ when they go live on us
lil meech got switchy on the glizzy, he be ridin’ with it
and i’m the typе to give up ten to my b-tch ’cause shе a dime, n-gga
free my dog, they sat him down ’cause he be slimin’ n-ggas
and don’t be out here tryna get your hate on, just wait your time, n-gga
[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee]
man, don’t be out here tryna hate on n-ggas, just wait your time
this sh-t ain’t happen overnight, my n-ggas had to grind
we had to grind for this sh-t
i got some head and then i dipped, wasn’t wastin’ time with your b-tch
n-ggas be fiendin’ for the drugs, you’d probably sign for a six
n-ggas be checkin’ out for hoes, you’d probably sign out for a b-tch
i hang around with real people, you’d probably ask ’em for a pic
i spent a thousand on this cup so don’t be askin’ for a sip
n-gga, my lifestyle expensive
if i ain’t f-ckin’ with some hoes, i’m probably ridin’ ’round with switchy
reordering the bag or break it down with my n-ggas
man, we can really get some money if you listen
said she wanna f-ck with me, she heard i’m young and gettin’ it

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee & rtb mb]
she just wanna hang with me ’cause i got some money
like i’ma give it to her
and my ho know i’m gettin’ some money, ain’t got no time for her
the opps, they scared to come outside ’cause we gon’ slide on ’em
i feel like only time them n-ggas out here slidin’ when they go live on us
lil meech got switchy on the glizzy, he be ridin’ with it
and i’m the type to give up ten to my b-tch ’cause she a dime, n-gga
free my dog, they sat him down ’cause he be slimin’ n-ggas
and don’t be out here tryna get your hate on, just wait your time, n-gga (rtb, huh)
[verse 2: rtb mb]
just ’cause i got money, i can’t cash you out
b-tch, you ain’t my main, go hit the telly, let me stab you out (come on)
why you be lyin’? tellin’ blogs that i had you out?
i can’t have relations with a b-tch that be glad with clout
spent a lam’, then i dropped a four in a double cup
there’s three times more hoes than n-ggas, i had to double up
if you see your b-tch with rtb, then you in trouble, cuz
spent 3k on a dior coat, had to bubble up
i got guns, i could put ’em down and still knuckle up
we ridin’ in that fish bowl, we sharks, better buckle up
i just took your b-tch to miami, she got her tummy tucked
all these hoes want a piece of me, i got my money up

[outro]
(brian, you’re so crazy for this)

- glockboyz teejaee

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