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letra de no talking - money man

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[chorus]
(ooh)
them labels be callin’ i don’t do no talkin’
my car is a foreign i don’t do no walkin’
i f-cked her for hours she been joggin’ (ooh)
i bought an ip i do not need a clock
this jewelry gonna bust down my chain and my watch
she scream when i hit it she soundin’ obnoxious (ooh)
i love when she throw that sh-t back on me
you smell me you know that pack on me
let’s go you know that them racks on me
these n-ggas sweet like a cavity
sticked up you know we ain’t havin’ it
i talk sh-t when they count it (ooh)
come on you know that them blues on me ran that sh-t up on my lonely

[verse 1]
most of these n-ggas ain’t trustworthy
i grow grizzly just like i’m a red jersey
had to cut that lil hoe off cold turkey
had the water hose on me and start squirtin’
gotta separate might catch the wrong person
i don’t ride no waves i am my own person
i don’t say nothin’ always just keep workin’
had to jump in the water and keep servin’
at the louie shop and i spent 10
then i water them plants for a new benz
she came back to the crib with my two friends
used to have a trap house on a dead end
say my name in a song they some dead men
got them racks to the ceiling like 16
i pull up inside the foreign they get in
i’m burnin’ exotic while whippin’ (yeah, come on)
droppin’ weight on the benz like i’m liftin’ (yeah)
red bottoms on me they christian (yeah, come on)
i just want you and your best friend
then i wanna be like that s&n
wrapped up and down like the x-men

[chorus]
(ooh)
them labels be callin’ i don’t do no talkin’
my car is a foreign i don’t do no walkin’
i f-cked her for hours she been joggin’ (ooh)
i bought an ip i do not need a clock
this jewelry gonna bust down my chain and my watch
she scream when i hit it she soundin’ obnoxious (ooh)
i love when she throw that sh-t back on me
you smell me you know that pack on me
let’s go you know that them racks on me
these n-ggas sweet like a cavity
sticked up you know we ain’t havin’ it
i talk sh-t when they count it (ooh)
come on you know that them blues on me ran that sh-t up on my lonely

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