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letra de mo money - louie ray

[intro: allstar jr]
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners (good lookin’, dnell)
b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em (welcome to get a bag records)
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners
b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas (records)
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy (get a bag boyz)

[verse 1: allstar lee]
dnell on the beat, this b-tch a classic (yes, yes)
super bad freak b-tch, that p-ssy platinum (yes, yes)
go six feet deep, she need a casket (k!ll the p-ssy)
see the p-ssy in your vibes, broksi attack you (you a p-ssy)
your mans jumped in this sh-t green, you better lace his boots
your other mans got hit up, he might not make it, fool (n-gga dyin’)
this white b-tch be stuffin’ percs and she might take a few (stuffin’)
pape’ the only thing i’m chasin’, b-tch, i’m never chasin’ you (b-tch, f-ck you)
pull up in the coupe, stab off, and make her chase the coupe (skrrt, hah)
datin’ who? if you ain’t tryna f-ck, put on your skatin’ shoes (f-ck on)
these n-ggas poor, i can hear they stomach growlin’ (poor)
i can’t see sh-t but this f-ckin’ money pilin’ (whole lotta money, n-gga)
you can’t up a few hundred, let alone a couple thousand (broke as h-ll)
exclusive drip rocker, got you guessin’ where i found it (exclusive drip)
if you think i’m cute, come here, baby, let me pound it (let me f-ck)
me and my bro rollie put together sixty thousand, that’s racks, n-gga
[chorus: allstar jr]
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners (big bands)
these b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em (blew through them hoes)
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy (get a package)
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners (we all got that sh-t)
these b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em (f-cked every last one of them hoes)
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas (skrrt)
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy (woo)

[verse 2: louie ray]
i stacked first, now i’m ballin’ ’cause the time right (oh, it’s right)
i used to be f-cked up, but in the limelight (i was there)
we’ll take it there with n-ggas, the saddam type (oh, we ready)
chain actin’ up whenever i’m around light (b-tch)
used to f-ck her at her mama’s, had to pound light (shh)
ogs led me wrong, but it sound right (dumbass)
he ain’t really gettin’ cheese what it sound like (sound like)
this a demon, but a h-llcat what it sound like (vroom)
carats everywhere that you can place them b-tches
get to rollin’ backwoods, then face them b-tches (myself)
i used to ride twenty-sixes, now i hate them b-tches (f-cked my cars up)
fell in love with a rat, it made me hate my feelings (b-tch)
if i can’t f-ck you anywhere, then what we f-ckin’ for? (for what?)
make this b-tch hit notes letoya luckett won’t (woo)
i bought a zip every time a n-gga touched a stack (i did)
stacked up on the e, it wasn’t no lookin’ back
[chorus: allstar jr]
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners (big bands)
these b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em (blew through them hoes)
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy (get a package)
litty with chicken, me and my n-ggas all winners (we all got that sh-t)
these b-tches be trippin’, me and my n-ggas all hit ’em (f-cked every last one of them hoes)
whippin’ the big one, i got it, i don’t call n-ggas (skrrt)
bum, just face it, got more money than y’all n-ggas, ayy (woo)

- louie ray

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