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letra de three things - maayina

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(introduction)…

listen you b-tches you gangsters
am a n-gg- from the ville and am keeping my game hot
through the wire, i be fire like b-tches with no love
timide n-gg-s tryin to tell me am losing my focus ooh god
side i be seeing is sow nice
guess you live inside my heart if i need you for your drug
better day is not a promise i promise my own mind
summer i be working like f-ck it am nine to five
tell a story form a vision i saw with my own eye
b-tches never give a f-ck if you swim in a low tide
get it mama told they kidding the world is mine
stack your money to the ceiling, f-ck b-tches the whole night
this a moment you been waiting you seeking your whole life
gucci, prada every snicker we gata be on now
level up to every party with models am all out
touch the sky and never hate or i die in a good fight

(chorus)

i got money
i got clothes
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

all night
all night

i got money
i got clothes
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

(verse 2)

listen you b-tches you prank stars
every time am in the streets, i be feeling like gangstar
trouble in my life am giving to god and i stay high
am a angel if i die i return as a same thug
no desire for a fake or ambition of being loved
n-gg- in the flash i be dreaming of counting cash
sincerely f-ck n-gg-s indicted of hate crime
blood spilling n-gg- they running they can’t hide
from a k!ller, i be dropping professional rap bars
city where the sinners be making the game hard
rappers dwell inside the melody hoping to blow up
constellation of a felony failing to break up
every minute on the margin am k!lling the game now
liquor to the liver gat something to blame now
it a pleasure keep it papin am c-cking lah wait now
make it rain now, make it rain now (ahh)

(chorus)

i got money
i got clothes
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

all night
all night

i got money
i got clothes
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

(verse 3)

listen my n-gg- we major
put a bullet in the skull and i gut an aperture
she just wanna a d-ck maybe be in my pager
i can never cuff a b-tch am just taking the pain out (ahh)
febricate about running the game
treat a shooter like a luger am worth the affirm now
mama stressing bout a n-gg- her son had became now
people loving what i do and my style of behaviour, save us
looking like gat to be late now
i can only do what better for all of you at once
be aversion to the music the put in our way like
am the reason why you n-gg-s are f-cking the game up (ahh)
it all about money and fame now
rappers make it to the top without something to say now
we just came like, n-gg- refrain it dogs fight
write a check for my respect and be ready i get by

(chorus)

i gat money
i got cloths
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

all night
all night

i got money
i got clothes
i got hoes

i can f-ck all night
i can f-ck all night

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