letra de thunderchief - glockboyz teejaee
[intro]
come on
yeah
[verse 1]
she like, “she ain’t never met no n-gga who be talkin’ how i talk”
said she knowin’ i’m a boss, yeah
that ass real, i can tell how i walk
found my way inside the p-ssy, after that, i got lost
n-ggas dyin’ for no reason, i stay lowkey
[?] went across the world, and everybody near me
i’m in the gym shootin’ jumpers, i’m like kobe
twelve hundred for my shoes, euro steppin’ like gin0bli, ayy
i just ran my up and hoes started callin’
man, i done f-cked my mans b-tch, ain’t the world the smallest?
in that big-body benz, this is not the small one
i eat good with my n-ggas, heard your stomach growlin’
ayy, you can’t even see who ridin’ in the whip, i’m probably ridin’ with your b-tch
ain’t no four or a five, i be ridin’ with a four-fifth
she act crazy when we get to f-ckin’, get to ridin’ on my d-ck, yeah
take them choppers everywhere
that petty money you be makin’, my b-tch, she be spendin’ that on hair
i left the hood, nowadays i’m in the ‘burbs, [?]
i ain’t gon’ say no names, i know a lot of rap n-ggas that squares
come on
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ money, don’t make me show you what it do
matter fact, yeah, money talk, she told me not to f-ck with you
i got a drum, i be really makin’ beats just like poole
and you the type of n-gga, spend all of your money tryna be cool
i go to the plug so i can get my own weed
i can’t let you [?], you’ll probably call him for the ps
n-gga, time is money, three weeks, i made a hundred gs
[?] finna take the fifty ball and spend with thunderchief
[verse 2]
i got bored and put my money out and count it
n-gga, your b-tch is broke, you need to give her an allowance
i wasn’t even out here lookin’ for the plug and i found it
i turned the city up, i got my hood hot just like the sauna
i’m like ai with the sleeve on, steppin’ on these n-ggas
we don’t play around with that money, play with that, then we gon’ k!ll him
the bouncer pat me down, but he still let me in [?]
man, i’ll pop you up and leave and they gon’ have to deal with it
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ money, don’t make me show you what it do
matter fact, yeah, money talk, she told me not to f-ck with you
i got a drum, i be really makin’ beats just like poole
and you the type of n-gga, spend all of your money tryna be cool
i go to the plug so i can get my own weed
i can’t let you [?], you’ll probably call him for the ps
n-gga, time is money, three weeks, i made a hundred gs
[?] finna take the fifty ball and spend with thunderchief
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