letra de momma told me - key glock
[intro]
whole lot of everything man
paper route business
you know what the f-ck goin on
aye
[hook]
my momma told me, f-ck these b-tches boy it’s plenty
my momma always told me boy, get off yo -ss, go get it
my momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your n-gg-
you know i keep a glock, i’m big shot like chauncey billups
money, money, money baby girl that’s all i know
i love smokin dope, pourin 4’s and movin slow
plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
i’m my brother’s keeper, but i still don’t trust a soul
[verse: 1]
i just want to know, why they hatin on the low
i’ma pop a xan, put a tag on his toe
my n-gg-s pull up, straps yeah, they blast like g.i. joe
my n-gg-s cuttin checks and they still cut throat
these hoes, we ain’t savin, we just slave ‘em then replace ‘em
i’m a sack chaser, catch me racin to that paper
boy yo squad don’t ball no more, y’all just like the lakers
finesse that sh-t quick yeah, you know we had to take some
whole lotta paper, bring a whole lotta haters
heard you want some beef, i let my n-gg-s come and cater
tell ‘em catch up, before we bust yo lil tomatoe
i love my .9, more than will love jada
[hook]
my momma told me, f-ck these b-tches boy it’s plenty
my momma always told me boy, get off yo -ss, go get it
my momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your n-gg-
you know i keep a glock, i’m big shot like chauncey billups
money, money, money baby girl that’s all i know
i love smokin dope, pourin 4’s and movin slow
plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
i’m my brother’s keeper, but i still don’t trust a soul
[verse: 2]
money keep stackin yeah, money still pilin
ceo said grind boy, you gone get that audi
they say time is money, that’s why i’m on that every hour
i’m rollin swisher sweets, but this sh-t i smoke so sour
i got two 30 clips b-tch, i call them twin towers
bad b-tch from the islands, she say i’m fly like a pilot
but that hoe a lie, she want my tip just like she tiny
these n-gg-s be snitchin, tryna have me in the county
but nah, i can’t go
h-ll nah, i ain’t no hoe
i keep a bankroll, that’s why my pockets always swole
and if you ain’t talkin bout money, ain’t sh-t i need to know
and if you ain’t talkin bout money, ain’t sh-t i need to know
[hook]
my momma told me, f-ck these b-tches boy it’s plenty
my momma always told me boy, get off yo -ss, go get it
my momma always told me, watch that boy, he ain’t your n-gg-
you know i keep a glock, i’m big shot like chauncey billups
money, money, money, baby girl that’s all i know
i love smokin dope, pourin 4’s and movin slow
plug just brought a load, so you know that we on go
i’m my brother’s keeper, but i still don’t trust a soul
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