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letra de money power respect - miami moe 305

[intro]
(yeah)
put y’all seatbelts on, n-gga (uh-huh)
money, power, respect, man (oh)
all gas, no brakes (m-i-double, n-gga)

[verse 1]
money
i’m eatin’ good, i’m gettin’ chubby
got so many bucks, now the hot chicks love me (oh)
same b-tches said i was ugly and wouldn’t touch me (ew)
same hoes tell me they love me and wanna f-ck me
d-mn, these the kinda shorties i meet
see ’em in the mall with they people buyin’ some sneaks
i was down bad, only had a dollar to eat
but we could bust a burger down, grab a double with cheese (oh)
now i’m up, shе wanna f-ck, she want some of the cheesе
makin’ love in the truck, spendin’ summer with me
what she said before the head? (oh)
she don’t remember it’s me
man, i kicked that b-tch out, i got somewhere to be (m-m-m-moe)

[verse 2]
that’s called power
group text seal team six (oh)
if i send that yellow fist, that mean n-ggas is p-ssed (oh)
yeah, run up in your crib, k!ll you and your kids (grrt)
like they did bin laden (10-4, we got ’em, grrt)
i got an army under me, i don’t carry the heat
they divide your lil’ meat, i just carry the three (i just carry the three)
bro, i come from the city with the grimiest streets
they’ll rob you for a key, sell it back for a fee (uh-huh)
that’s called power sh-t
let me take you n-ggas on a power trip
get the jet, get some chicks, be back in an hour-ish
chop it up at the white house with the president
have him free the real n-ggas, burn the evidence
then i’ll cut the child support for real n-ggas like me
that really wanna see they seeds, but it cost ’em a fee
on top of all the clothes, shoes, and sh-t that they need
i gotta give you money too to buy the same d-mn thing?
wow, it sound like a setup to me
to tear the black man down, the strongest human beings
hold up, lil’ n-gga, don’t agree with me yet
’cause a lot of you n-ggas is a piece of sh-t (ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, bookie)
bro, your baby mama cool, y’all don’t argue and sh-t
she don’t keep you from the kids, you complainin’ and sh-t? (oh)
you the first one in line, bring the money and sign (oh)
bring the money for the rears ’cause you three years behind
[verse 3]
respect
what would you n-ggas do to get
just a little bit respect from your clique
or respect from your chick? her mouth foul and sh-t
put you down and sh-t, while you ’round your friends (mama)
her ex don’t respect you, her n-gga done checked you (bookie)
now you bust a n-gga’s head, make him respect you (brrt)
now you doin’ a bid upstate with his nephew
you throw up zone seven then he throw up a set too
now you goin’ to war ’bout a b-tch that done left you (d-mn)
while she back home givin’ dome to a vet who (d-mn)
same n-gga had to bust his head and you stepped to (d-mn)
when you on the phone, he talkin’ sh-t in the next room
yellin’ at your kids, tellin’ them, “be respectful”
turnin’ off the tv, they watchin’ them cartoons
bookie gettin’ mad, so he pick up the vacuum
a n-gga try to swing it, but it’s heavy and half-full
he go into the kitchen, b-tter knife in his pam pol
yeah, n-gga better watch it, lil bookie a d-mn fool
flawley got his back, lil shad got a fork too
wait until we go to sleep and make an example

[outro]
hahahahaha
zone seven, what they do, man?
big dogg, n-gga, fee-fi-foe, n-gga
ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, bookie

- miami moe 305

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