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letra de loot love - jay jody & loatinover pounds

[intro]
if you got it you got it, ain’t no lie

[verse 1: jay jody]
i used to break all the moola
now i just pray i don’t lose it
hopefully we are the ones ramasedi will be choosing
to be the ones that can be break all the generational curses
to be the ones that can finally change our passions to purpose
i used to think it’s illuminati
’til i realised they just knew somebody
that can go in the streets, recruit somebody
that can go anywhere and shoot somebody
price tag on the man of the lord
that’s why corruption is lasting so long
i’m talking about more than twеnty years strong
they evеn forgot what they’re doing is wrong
yeah, black on black
black tax bring black back
in the back, gotta pay back
other wise there’s prrr-prrr-prrr
they say cash is king, kneel on the floor and kiss the ring
knee on the ground and pour some gin
pray to god they’re listening
[chorus: jay jody]
they say you can live out all of your fantasies
they say you can even feed your family
but even they can turn into your enemies
and some have sold their souls for it, apparently
but f-ck it, we need this money
n-gga, pay up (give me this money)
f-ck it we want this money (give me the loot)
n-gga, pay up
f-ck it we want this money
n-gga, pay up
f-ck it, we need this money
n-gga, pay up (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: latinover pounds]
f-ck it, we want the zaga
namela khoto, ke e tshwaretse plaka (mfan’a pirara a tsena ditrata)
when it comes to the cash, ha ke nyake mathata (give me the loot)
we want the loot
okare mo mzanzi ba strika ba tswile ka [?] (give me the loot)
hop in the booth, praying i make it out with a tie and a suit (yoh, ey)
you sell a n-gga a gun, you might be the first n-gga he k!lls ([?])
my life a movie, not a gram story, not a gram reel (eish)
keeping the moola in the team like i’m bayern
it’s a goal we don’t miss (no-no, no-no)
ey, i’m just tryina make my mama proud of me (yeah)
thinking about copping a property (yeah)
gotta stack my money properly (yeah)
ain’t taking non of the apologies (no-no, no-no)
tryina to make my mama proud of me (yeah)
thinking about copping a property (yeah)
gotta stack my money properly (yeah)
ain’t taking non of the apologies
[chorus: jay jody]
they say you can live out all of your fantasies
they say you can even feed your family
but even they can turn into your enemies
and some have sold their souls for it, apparently
but f-ck it, we need this money
n-gga, pay up (give me this money)
f-ck it we want this money (give me the loot)
n-gga, pay up
f-ck it we want this money
n-gga, pay up
f-ck it, we need this money
n-gga, pay up (yeah, yeah)

[outro]
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- jay jody loatinover pounds

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