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letra de money talk - justin lovo

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[intro]
(i’m thirty-four years old, and i’m dying)
(shut yo’ f-ck ass up, n-gga, f-ck ass hoe, f-ck you b-tch)
(eat my d-ck, n-gga)
(shut up, b-tch, n-gga, you a hoe)
(i don’t give a f-ck n-gga)

[chorus]
yeah, i’m f-ckin’ on yo’ hoe, she don’t want you, she want me
i don’t f-ck with the groupies, they seem like they for the team
we gon’ plan out the attack on you, we gon’ f-ckin’ scheme
point all of our berettas, red dot, red beam

[verse]
we gon’ pull up to the scene in balenciaga jeans
we gon’ slime your whole crew out, leave ’em like a broke machine
you ain’t got no monеy flow, you copped your whole fit from shein
shе only want me for the bands, i’ma leave her ass on seen
i’ma cop balenci’, and then, i’ma cop some sick ricks
you better not be talkin’ down or we’ll pull up with some sticks
i’ma take some shots at you, i’m not talkin’ ’bout no fl!cks
we gon’ smack you out the park, home run, bat from d-cks
i’m feeling like i’m aaron ramsey, i’ma k!ll you with a shot
we making money illegally, h-ll nah, we won’t get caught
you copy me, you my son, your lil’ ass is who i taught
[chorus]
yeah, i’m f-ckin’ on yo’ hoe, she don’t want you, she want me
i don’t f-ck with the groupies, they seem like they for the team
we gon’ plan out the attack on you, we gon’ f-ckin’ scheme
point all of our berettas, red dot, red beam

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