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letra de don't lie - m.o.o.n. (rapper)

(chill the ill & swaff)
hey! tell all y’all hatas that don’t pay yo bills
hey! stackin’ that cheese like an atm
hey! hey! hey! got my n-ggas just bring yo friends
hey! keepin’ it real don’t play pretend

[chorus] (chill the ill)
don’t lie on me
please lil n-gga don’t try on me
all my n-ggas got whips and chains you think we hit the lottery
ay don’t lie on me
please lil homie don’t hide from me
all yo lil hoes choosing and yo main one tryna’ slide with me

[verse 1] (chill the ill)
i whip up the pico de gallo
like my women mild & wet need a pea coat
threw me off guard like a pick and roll
eyes rolled back like a repo
po-po tryna’ make sure i’m not free tho
dam ain’t yall foul enough, can i get free throws?
everyday need a deep throat
keep going deep with the shot like i am oladipo
do it for my people
reminiscing yesterday about the days on the school bus
innocent and every cent paid i thank god be like man it was you and us
don’t lie to me
instagram hoes tryna dime from the free
it’s a crime if you ever been charged for the fee
-ss ride low like a mercury
n-ggas signing over that’s perjury
city on my shoulder that’s major key
lead the horse to the water but it ain’t gon’ drink
don’t be coming to my shows with the fake
imma look at you like..
don’t lie
don’t lie, hey!
don’t lie
don’t lie, hey!

[verse 2] (swaff)
if you don’t lie, i don’t lie
but if i lie… alibi

i stack my pesos on pesos
i stack them pesos like legos
she got attached and won’t let go
cause i hit from the back, touched her navel
now she talkin’ bout a label?
i don’t care what them jose canseco
since outta’ the womb these hoes wanna choose
i may be the bourne ultimatum
i maybe go cop me a bagel
k–f just re’ed up and it’s fuego
and he plugged like cable with a pack a purple got me like a laker
that’s a real n-gga. them my real n-ggas
has to state it if it wasn’t evident
the game weakened and i wouldn’t believe it if i wasn’t seein’ all the evidence
the judge never wanna’ see us shine
wanna’ see us blind with no energy
so a million watts ima generate with the generation of degenerates
until, mami make it pop for the gram
we can make a spot for ya friend
ay ay ay c’mon!
then again that -ss kinda’ thin but she say she make it clap on command!?

(chill the ill & swaff)
i go
where the money goes. i go
where the money goes. i go
anyway. everyday. through the snow. through the rain. through the hate. through the pain
where the money goes. i go

- m o o n rapper

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