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letra de still ain't got no money - mistah f.a.b.

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[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
uh, you done had all day to get some money
you done had all month to get some money
you done had all year to get some money
uh, uh, you still ain’t got no money?
man, man, man
you still ain’t got no money?
man, d-mn, d-mn
how you still ain’t got no money?

[verse 1: mistah f.a.b.]
twenty bottles of rosé, we need ’em in our section
get them widows out of here, don’t need ’em in our section
we the ones in the city they be mentioning
if they ain’t talkin’ ’bout us, ain’t n0body listening
dope air, paparazzi taking pictures of me
real n-ggas ugly, all the b-tches love me
we throw money in the air ’cause we just havin’ fun
ain’t throw no money over there ’cause they ain’t havin’ none
n-gga talkin’ in my ear but i ain’t hearin’ it
tampons on my feet ’cause my shoes on they period
we the richest in the city, that’s a point blank period
brand new whips outside and the cars is what year it is
i go broke before i let a n-gga play with me
come get your ho, you already know that she can’t stay with me
shout out cookie, shout out philthy, we the town’s best
you n-ggas still chasin’ a bag? you ain’t found it yet?

[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
uh, you done had all day to get some money
you done had all month to get some money
you done had all year to get some money
uh, uh, you still ain’t got no money?
man, man, man
you still ain’t got no money?
man, d-mn, d-mn
how you still ain’t got no money?

[verse 2: philthy rich]
they print this sh-t every day, you better get you some
hold it on a sunday night, all the b-tches come
you can have the rest, i want the thickest one
rosé bottle, need the biggest one
spend five hundred in a week flat
i don’t keep count, i don’t keep track
that b-tch mad average, you can keep that
roof on the new foreign detach
still got more money than all my enemies
i know them n-ggas hate, i know they envy me
drop a bag on him, he’ll be dead in a week
them seminary n-ggas ain’t gon’ play ’bout me
replace the fake love with the paystubs
seen the toughest n-gga comin’ out the g-y club
seven bedroom house when i wake up
seven figure n-gga, get your cake up

[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
uh, you done had all day to get some money
you done had all month to get some money
you done had all year to get some money
uh, uh, you still ain’t got no money?
man, man, man
you still ain’t got no money?
man, d-mn, d-mn
how you still ain’t got no money?

[verse 3: cookie money]
daddy was the plug, n-gga i was born rich
you got your hand out like a sucker, you’s a born b-tch
i’m gettin’ money, smokin’ cookie up in foreign sh-t
cook done came up, i’m rockin’ with this thirty clip
feds took pops, f-ck it, i’ma sell purple
bossed up, orange ghost up in east oakland
signed to the alphabets, i wasn’t sellin’ verses
you a rat, n-ggas go to jail, start actin’ nervous
in the trap lil b-tch, i had to make it happen
lambos and masis before i started rappin’
you ain’t really ’bout your pimpin’, you can stop the acting
i can show you how to get it, flip it, then stack it
n-ggas lose they whole bag tryna chase p-ssy
they just sittin’ on they -ss like a ho’s ig
i’m just tryna put this benz on gold forgis
cook got it out the mud, now i’m cookie money

[chorus: mistah f.a.b.]
uh, you done had all day to get some money
you done had all month to get some money
you done had all year to get some money
uh, uh, you still ain’t got no money?
man, man, man
you still ain’t got no money?
man, d-mn, d-mn
how you still ain’t got no money?

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