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letra de money moves - kwengface x haile

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[intro: haile]
(pull up, shownprove, like my producer)
i’m all about some money moves, wait

[chorus: haile & kwengface]
we ain’t no regular dudes yeah, yeah
we ain’t no regular dudes
comin’ all, smooth, oh they heard i got the juice (got the juice)
i’m about the money moves (bap-bap-bap) (yeah, yeah)
tell me, ”pull up”, so i slide
she told me, ”pull up”, so i slide (bap-bap-bap)
i told her, ”i’ll be there in 5” (there in 5)
gelato got me fried, i got money on mind
yo, look

[verse 1: kwengface]
i just put a thousand twenty, it’s a rubbеr band
man couldn’t care about another man
see, i got sweet ones out hеre tryna cuff a man
but i ain’t tryna do lover man
had a little ting for an asian, can’t bring me home, ‘cos the family’s racist
got my sword in my hand, man’s ragin’, anythin’ in a tracksuit man shave it
can’t lie i had beef with the tramps, now i switched up my sh-t
got beef with the bank
just ‘cos a man see me with plaits, still grip on a mash
go squeeze for the gang
no jutsu, weave in my hands
no strings, man beat then i dash
this wag ain’t creepin’ on man
p-rnstar s-x got her leavin’ her man
look, how many man been did-in? 018 it was nothin’ but drillin’s
or i was in the ends with the powerplants, had a man feelin’ like burns in smithers
sweet one tryna hang with the k!llers
’cause she know we’re the realist
and nah i won’t wear that sh-t if it ain’t trapstar, sg or the rea1ist
[chorus: haile]
we ain’t no regular dudes yeah, yeah
we ain’t no regular dudes
comin’ all, smooth, oh they heard i got the juice (got the juice)
i’m about the money moves (bap-bap-bap) (yeah, yeah)
tell me, ”pull up”, so i slide
she told me, ”pull up”, so i slide (bap-bap-bap)
i told her, ”i’ll be there in 5” (there in 5)
gelato got me fried, i got money on mind

[verse 2: haile & kwengface]
the west side winnin’, got no bringin’, phone line ringin’ (phone line ringin’)
i kick ‘n’ bill it, this ain’t no drip, but come through swimmin’
anythin’ opp, man drill it, same way, anythin’ opp, man bill it
i just spent 5 racks in harrods, uptown sauce, man spillin’
juggin’ on the d-low, district’s got a reload
i call this the g-throw, ooh, ooh, ohh-ooh-ooh
if i pull out in a blacked-out coupe
i’m gonna let that shoot
back this glizzy and things get sticky, no grizzy i make a man move
pull up to the party
i’m with all my chargies, we don’t like the federaly
ooh, ooh, ohh-ooh-ooh
man pulled up to the rave with my army and now i’m tryna lock this party
2 hands on a mash, get clarty, air that, man do you and your dargy
[chorus: haile]
we ain’t no regular dudes yeah, yeah
we ain’t no regular dudes
comin’ all, smooth, oh they heard i got the juice (got the juice)
i’m about the money moves (bap-bap-bap) (yeah, yeah)
tell me, ”pull up”, so i slide
she told me, ”pull up”, so i slide (bap-bap-bap)
i told her, ”i’ll be there in 5” (there in 5)
gelato got me fried, i got money on mind

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