letra de new money - nony1
verse 1:
r.i.p if a n-gga get to poppin’ my hittas gone pop him
they ain’t gone stop
i cannot kick it my foot on they neck
10 toes down i’m run it like legs
i hit my knees say a prayer ‘fore rest
waistin’ my time and get hit with some sh-t you can’t stomach
you know how i’m comin’ ain’t going for nothing we armed get hit in yo chest
i got ’em scared they know i’m ahead
they ain’t got no spine i pay em no mind
look in my eyes i’m one of a kind
pop at the mouth and i’m showin my ass
i’m sh-ttin’ on n-ggas i’m doin’ ’em bad
i’m talking bout nasty get out my lane you not finna past me
run this sh-t backwards that was a body now run me the bag
nony be spazzin’
come at the throne it gеt tragic they don’t want smoke not a tad lil’ bit
down to my last bounced back rubbеrbands and sh-t i’m commanding sh-t
i know some people that can’t stand me
hoe sit down
hate cause i’m bragging
b-tch i was broke when i came out of athens and i got bag
(haha)
chorus:
came in this bih look like new money
i don’t want nothin’ but some blue hundreds
my lil’ baby with me she gone do something
all you n-ggas just talk y’ain’t gone do nothing
these n-ggas with me gone shoot something
i hope you got ya lil’ shoes on
7 6 5 4 3 2 run
verse 2:
i’m wit that 706 sh-t
big n-gga stay poppin’ that big sh-t
with a check and these words i’m a gymnast
big clips all we ever did was flip sh-t
tell me somethin’ sl!ck so i can slide my n-gga
stayin’ higher than a five and the cost be alive my n-gga
ever since i was a dime and a nickel had the vision
my time i can feel it they’ll die if they don’t get it
if peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers best believe that nony is a reaper
hot as summer on the beach and you don’t want it with the people promise imma leave ’em leaking
told ’em i was number one i let ’em mumble from the bleachers
i’m a beast on the beat need keys like alicia
listen to me i got some things i can teach ya
no ig follow me i’m something like a leader
nony jbl i’m a real big speaker
hear me loud and clear that’s a tweater (ugh)
i need trips that need visas i need chips in my leisure stocks and sh-t with my feet up poppin’ sh-t with me beloved
eenie meanie miny mo’ money mo’ problems
huh that ain’t no problem
trap or nothin’ git money i got ’em
you know i muhf-ckin’ got ’em (woo)
chorus:
came in this bih look like new money
i don’t want nothin’ bt some blue hundreds
my lil’ baby with me she gone do something
all you n-ggas just talk y’ain’t gone do nothing
these n-ggas with me gone shoot something
i hope you got ya lil’ shoes on
7 6 5 4 3 2 run
came in this bih look like new money
i don’t want nothin’ but some blue hundreds
my lil’ baby with me she gone do something
all you n-ggas just talk y’ain’t gone do nothing
came in this bih look like new money
i don’t want nothin’ but some blue hundreds
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