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letra de #starmoney/underworld - lza

[intro]
shoutout my n-gga metal slug, bro
real starmoney sh-t, you is not what we on, yeah

[verse]
got to get this money, b-tch, i can’t wait for no one
all these n-ggas think they al capone, they never sold nun’
i just took this n-gga b-tch and i had that ho’ cumming
ain’t no caps in my raps, i really did have these n-ggas running
every n-gga gangster till an uzi pointed at his face
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, feeling like i am a other race
doing magic on your b-tch, i feel like i am david blaine
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, ’cause all these n-ggas f-cking lame
i’m chasing all the money, why these n-ggas out here chasing fame?
n-ggas popular, but homeless, man, that sh-t a shame
i heard you took that b-tch back after n-ggas ran a train
and all these n-ggas broke as f-ck, and these n-ggas stalk my page
do the dash to the money, but my name ain’t f-cking dame
all these b-tches follow trends, i don’t want them, ’cause them b-tches lame
ed hardy and true religion, these n-ggas be sneaking dissing
n-ggas grown as f-ck and they be following little children
i don’t f-ck with white b-tches, they be acting like the victim
since the beginning of time, all them b-tches been the f-cking villain
once you f-ck that ho’, your black ass going to be in prison
trying to be a star and get this money, that’s my f-cking mission
n-ggas just be hating, they just see me as some competition
animosity, they be hating, n-ggas act like b-tches
i ain’t ever ask for help, had to get it out the mud
tell me what you need and i can get it, b-tch, i’m like the plug
i ain’t never meet these n-ggas, so i do not show them love
pretty model b-tch, i taught that ho’ how to f-cking jugg
sh-lls up in that n-gga back like he is a ninja turtle
you be chasing b-tches that don’t want you like you steve urkel
punch a n-gga in his jaw till his f-cking cheek purple
n-gga, i’m a f-cking beast, your ass is a f-cking gerbil
n-gga, i’m a little off, ’cause i ain’t ever verbal
b-tch, i’m always in the cut like i’m waiting for my curfew
pull up with your b-tch, looking clean, ysl perfume
turned up with my n-gga clipse till the sky turn purple
counting money, when i look up at this sh-t, i’m stargazing
b-tch, i love ben franklin, i could never be a racist
trying to get this money, rent a lambo for a d-mn vacation
i’m a star, i got cash, i see why these n-ggas hating
playing with your b-tch and i ain’t talking no atari
birthed all these n-ggas swag, put my ass on maury
this that real dark ass sh-t and i ain’t talking about no carti
pull up on me, tell that n-gga it’s an underworld party

- lza

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