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letra de too many - hoodrich pablo juan

[intro]
that’s what we do with the money
(yeah, eat it up champ, eat it up)
no, we ain’t doing no frontin’
([?] going crazy)

[chorus]
trappin’ it out (trap it out)
stackin’ it up, that’s what we do with the money (do with the money)
go to the jeweler, f-ckin’ it up
i bought some jewels with the money (i bought some jewels)
pull up in whips
if it ain’t cats, then that b-tch better be foreign
i need a freak (freak, yeah)
if she ain’t f-ckin, then you know that b-tch ain’t goin’
too many vibes
put them on a plane, they tryna fly (they tryna fly)
too many designers, all in my closet
d-mn, i can’t even decide (which one?)
too many traps, they callin’ my phone
b-tch don’t be wasting my time (nah)
too many rides (rides)
d-mn, i can’t even choose which one i’ma drive

[verse]
i put my d-ck in her mind, get the b-tch right
rings on my fingers, they having a fist fight
pull up in the amg benz with a big pipe
guns like we play call of duty or fortnite (no cap)
i just wanna see what it hit like (hit like)
honeycomb on me and crushed ice (crushed ice)
f-cked that b-tch once, not twice
graveyard shift after midnight (ooh)
shawty ride d-ck like a motorcycle bike (motorcycle)
suckin that d-ck and she know what i like (know what i like)
i got the sprite, i need me some ice
off-white loads on me and they all white (all white)
call up my hoes but they aren’t my wives (my wife)
i pay the tolls, i ran all the lights (for real)
do it for real, i don’t do it for no likes
she wanna know if i’m rolling, i might be
yeah, these n-ggas wanna be just like me (wanna be me)
been through a lot, i got ptsd
i didn’t have shoes on the first day
now i go on a shopping spree
they’re throwing dirt on my name, tryna bury me
keep trying but they cannot get rid of me (can’t)
ain’t no stopping me (ha)
b-tch i got the money i feel like monopoly
[chorus]
trappin’ it out (trap it out)
stackin’ it up, that’s what we do with the money (do with the money)
go to the jeweler, f-ckin’ it up
i bought some jewels with the money (i bought some jewels)
pull up in whips
if it ain’t cats, then that b-tch better be foreign
i need a freak (freak, yeah)
if she ain’t f-ckin, then you know that b-tch ain’t goin’
too many vibes
put them on a plane, they tryna fly (they tryna fly)
too many designers, all in my closet
d-mn, i can’t even decide (which one?)
too many traps, they callin’ my phone
b-tch don’t be wasting my time (nah)
too many rides (rides)
d-mn, i can’t even choose which one i’ma drive

- hoodrich pablo juan

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