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letra de wat sense do it make - mac critter

[intro]
(run that back, cloud)
frrt, blrrt (yeah)
switch (yeah)
yeah (sh-t so hard, on god)
dumbass (don’t worry about it, bam, cujo won’t hurt ’em)

[chorus]
what sense do it make if it ain’t about money?
what sense do it make if it ain’t about money?
don’t make sense if it ain’t about money
she wanna be on the n-gga for somethin’
watch how fast i turn nothin’ to somethin’
beat up that p-ssy, that p-ssy be thumpin’
i love how it grip and it pull
i love how it pull and grip
unc’ gd but n-gga ‘nem crip
my cousin repped the bslimes
if i’m f-ckin’ that p-ssy then that p-ssy mine
if i’m f-ckin’ that p-ssy then that p-ssy mine
boy ain’t a gangster, this sh-t in my blood
wake up, drink wockhardt out a mug
i’ve been a gangster, you n-ggas some scrubs
one opp ass n-gga look like a stud
pull through with switches and hit everything (blrrt, blrrt)
look at my chain, that sh-t shinin’ and bling
look at my chain, that sh-t shinin’ and bling (bling, blaow, burr)
f-ckin’ a ho, make her scream and cream
f-ckin’ her good, make her scream and cream
don’t listen to him, he’ll say anything
you thinkin’ ’bout me? ho, i’m thinkin’ ’bout cream
cash rule everything around me
since i was young, i was bangin’ gd
this sh-t in my blood and my veins
this sh-t run in my genes
get money, finessin’ quick by any means
[?] that p-ssy, i get in her spleen
every young n-gga gettin’ money on my team
every young n-gga gettin’ money on my team
think i’m dumb? cut the ho off the team
what sense do it make if it ain’t about money?
what sense do it make if it ain’t about money?
don’t make sense if it ain’t about money
she wanna be on the n-gga for somethin’
watch how fast i turn nothin’ to somethin’
beat up that p-ssy, that p-ssy be thumpin’
i love how it grip and it pull
i love how it pull and grip
unc’ gd but n-gga ‘nem crip
my cousin repped the bslimes
if i’m f-ckin’ that p-ssy then that p-ssy mine
if i’m f-ckin’ that p-ssy then that p-ssy mine
boy ain’t a gangster, this sh-t in my blood
wake up, drink wockhardt out a mug
i’ve been a gangster, you n-ggas some scrubs
one opp ass n-gga look like a stud
pull through with switches and hit everything
look at my chain, that sh-t shinin’ and bling
look at my chain, that sh-t shinin’ and bling
f-ckin’ a ho, make her scream and cream
f-ckin’ her good, make her scream and cream
don’t listen to him, he’ll say anything
you thinkin’ ’bout me? ho, i’m thinkin’ ’bout cream
cash rule everything around me
since i was young, i was bangin’ gd
this sh-t in my blood and my veins
this sh-t run in my genes
get money, finessin’ quick by any means
[?] that p-ssy, i get in her spleen
every young n-gga gettin’ money on my team
every young n-gga gettin’ money on my team
think i’m dumb? cut the ho off the team

- mac critter

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