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letra de drunk money - mike d 4209

drunk money

(verse 1)
been waitin all week..
now im gettin drunk..
got remy in my cup..
obese wit my blunt….
i’mma fat kid..
you smoke blunts but they really ain’t that big..
i act like a pr-ck and they jumpin on my cactus..
d-mn..
sucka stay b-tchin..
i can’t even sneeze without your man there trippin..
i’mma d-mn gorilla..
beast on my rap game..
m.i.k.e. capitol d on my last name…
u can find me in fast last..
breathin on kush ..
more fumes than a gas tank
got my n-gga x on the drum kit
buzzin like a haircut i ain’t even drunk yet..
b-tch.. actin all scary..
now aday got the club fulla molly and mary..
gotta eat gettin paid off the raps..
everyday onna track..
it be dark in the club better say where u at..

(hook)
get money..
i’mma get drunk..
i’mma do drugs
homie p-ss that blunt..
i’mma make that bounce
gimme that funk..
been waitin all week
i’mma do it all month..
dude i’mma get drunk.. .. .. ..

gotta make that cash start comin
p-ss that honey
gotta bad b-tch all about a dollar cuz its all about money!!

(verse 2)
wit so much money on planet
got no time for breaks..
i’mma break out and
grab it
i found a bad b-tch now im so d-mn disracted….
i’mma slow down before i see a cop thats a ham sandwich…
im not a star but im on these cameras..
in the club goin hard
we goin bananas..
i’mma beast, better recognize that..
this bomb tickin way faster than a high
hat..
i knew that i was made to be a rapper..
planned for my future and i never
planned after….
music, the only thing guranteed to last…
so before i d.i.e.. imaa hit the
gas…
i’mma roll kush better see me..
tryin to be a guest on snoops dogg tv…
till that time ima sip on my drink get paid on the side….
till i ride to the bank..

gotta make that cash start comin
p-ss that honey
gotta bad b-tch all about a dollar cuz its all about money!!

(verse 3)
from the club to the dojo
on another mission wit gibby ness and doe doe….
babas keeps it slappin…
speedin past the po po..
gotta p-ss these lights i’mma pose for the photo..
my boy skeez got rubberbands snappin….
rollin that kush.. got
thunder hands clappin…
me on beat my n-gga jazzy blunt wrappin…
and he always got k!ll, no askin what happened….
wake up in vegas all tated up..
i ain’t complaining cuz the girls there bad as f-ck…
we chillin… prolly out swimmin….
and its all fun and games till a finger goes missin..
my n-gga allen.. got one mission gonna make that money.. no theft no pimpin just hustle….tryin to get rich like my niece..
but for now someone p-ss me drink..cuz ….imma

gotta make that cash start comin
p-ss that honey
gotta bad b-tch all about a dollar cuz its all about money!!

- mike d 4209

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