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letra de worthy - money man

[hook]
i might make her a boss if i feel like she worthy
if my shooters push up they gon’ do that boy dirty
they gon’ empty the mac, they gon’ fire the whole thirty
when you bust down the cartier, it cost a thirty
i don’t want no girl cum, these hoes don’t deserve it
i don’t pick up the phone unless you makin’ a purchase
i got kids to feed, f-ck buyin’ these b-tches a birkin
young n-ggas hear my songs and they be learnin’
in the crib, countin’ racks, weighin’ up and i’m burnin’
only time that i leave the house, if i am servin’
hop out the lakе, walk her down like a hearsе
my darkskin vibe taste like a bow and some hershey
re’d up deep, now the plug actin’ scared to come serve me
only f-ck with the fam, but i never met durkie
all that wolfin’ online gets you popped like a perky
[verse 1]
got that bl!ck on my lap when i turn on my street
i go get some racks, i don’t lay up with freaks
my neck havin’ water like daytona beach
i love how she walk, i just love her physique
all that talkin’ bout money come bust down my cheeks
told the cleaners i like all my jewelry no crease
i just spotted a lil hunnid to bust down the peepers
just dropped me a load then i test the kapeesh
when i go to dc i might come out with gleesh
my song bought property just for my niece
runnin’ that bag up, i got ice on my knees
they follow a n-gga, i lead them to riches
i don’t got no vices, i don’t trick on b-tches
these n-ggas is snakes, just like boa constrictors
i have my lil n-ggas rob’ ’em and strip ’em
that n-gga don’ violated, we gon’ dip ’em
that n-gga don’ violated, we ‘gon flip ’em
had to stop bein’ broke, had to make a decision
had to go put myself in a better position
we we’re f-ckin’ all week in eight different positions
got that pack in my car, i’ma pull up and deliver
on the dark web i might just go buy a new liver
i ain’t showin’ no sympathy for these lil n-ggas
yeah i had came but she came a lil quicker
put wings on that boy just like his name is cardo
my shooter got wicks, but he do not no murder
i just bought me a check that was in the wells fargo
i’m servin’ these n-ggas out new murcielago
my mexican plug, we was eatin’ on tacos
i’m watchin’ the hot scam while servin’ gelato
[hook]
i might make her a boss if i feel like she worthy
if my shooters push up they gon’ do that boy dirty
they gon’ empty the mac, they gon’ fire the whole thirty
when you bust down the cartier, it cost a thirty
i don’t want no girl cum, these hoes don’t deserve it
i don’t pick up the phone unless you makin’ a purchase
i got kids to feed, f-ck buyin’ these b-tches a birkin
young n-ggas hear my songs and they be learnin’
in the crib, countin’ racks, weighin’ up and i’m burnin’
only time that i leave the house, if i am servin’
hop out the lake, walk her down like a he-rs-
my darkskin vibe taste like a bow and some hershey
re’d up deep, now the plug actin’ scared to come serve me
only f-ck with the fam, but i never met durkie
all that wolfin’ online gets you popped like a perky

- money man

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