letra de 3am in miami - k camp
[intro]
yeah
yeah
it’s that trappin’ london fa’ sho’
[chorus]
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me (let that money talk)
luxury my fashion, keep them pretty b-tches under me (pretty b-tches under)
i’m gon’ pop my sh-t, y’all ride my wave, y’all boys some sons to me (ooh)
let that money talk to me (ha)
let that money talk to me (talk to me)
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
big ass cuban chain ’round my neck, that b-tch gеt heavy
i’ma put this d-ck inside your gut if you let mе
[verse 1]
baby, i’m too player (ha, ha, ha), i be kickin’ sh-t like messi
pull it out my polos (ha, ha, ha) when you slob, make sure it’s messy
both of ’em tryna f-ck, i could have sworn y’all hoes was besties (ha)
ho, you know i’m covered in this ice, wayne gretzky
ho, you keep on prayin’ to the lord, how ’bout you bless me?
steppin’ in some prada’s, i don’t wear no d-mn giuseppe’s (nah, nah)
you might think it’s light when we move, but it’s heavy
yeah, i need that mula, uh, guap (guap), uh, fedi
[chorus]
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
luxury my fashion, keep them pretty b-tches under me
i’m gon’ pop my sh-t, y’all ride my wave, y’all boys some sons to me (sons to me)
let that money talk to me (hey)
let that money talk to me (ay, ay)
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
big ass cuban chain ’round my neck, that b-tch get heavy
i’ma put this d-ck inside your gut if you let me (let me)
[bridge]
mmm
uh
[chorus]
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me
let that money talk to me (let that money talk)
luxury my fashion, keep them pretty b-tches under me (pretty b-tches under)
i’m gon’ pop my sh-t, y’all ride my wave, y’all boys some sons to me (ooh)
let that money talk to me (ha)
let that money talk to me (talk to me)
let that money talk to me (ooh)
let that money talk to me
big ass cuban chain ’round my neck, that b-tch get heavy
i’ma put this d-ck inside your gut if you let me
[outro]
baby, i’m too player (ha, ha, ha), i be kickin’ sh-t like messi
pull it out my polos (ha, ha, ha) when you slob, make sure it’s messy
both of ’em tryna f-ck, i could have sworn y’all hoes was besties (ha)
ho, you know i’m covered in this ice, wayne gretzky
ho, you keep on prayin’ to the lord, how ’bout you bless me?
steppin’ in some prada’s, i don’t wear no d-mn giuseppe’s
you might think it’s light when we move, but it’s heavy
yeah, i need that mula, uh, guap, uh, fedi
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