letra de prodigy - jean triples
whats the prophecy, you are not my scholar g
had to blast my fashion creed purely audibly
smokin broccoli, shots im takin bodily
honestly, jean is just a f-ckin prodigy
ric flair diamonds all in the back
just stare, they all pure like some crack
wrist hair, they gon stand like on back
neck on froze, do my snow, its a wrap
bounce that booty on my johnny make it clap
came up on the f-ckin corner sellin sacks
now im gettin money gold all my plaques
im with bro im just chillin like im zach
i was born with sauce had to know the recipe
this is fate lil n-gga call it destiny
back it up, back it up not a friend of me
i was gettin money cake all on my seventeenth
say i ain’t the ain’t the same as the rest of em
shawty said i’m holy like i’m blessed or some'(thin’)
jean triples, can you guess the sum?
off the molly, at the party and she want the tongue
(chorus)
money money money money
why lil b-tch stay actin funny
why my nose still bl–dy runny
money money money money
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- letra de gun fury (of riot forces) - the damned
- letra de samples - paragon don
- letra de gone! (radio mix) - the cure
- letra de epilogue - beaconfire
- letra de the glitter prize - the posies
- letra de white skies and grey lands - sun of the dying