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letra de none witchu - weasel sims

[chorus: weasel sims]
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
yeah
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
we supposed to be brothers
said we ah k!ll for each other
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
i’ll k!ll for yo b-tch ass
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u

[verse 1: weasel sims]
i still wish you the best
meet you on top of the world
i’m still wishing you the best
from on top of the world
if you gotta play
put me in the car then
if you gotta say
what you did fa me
you a goofy mog then
made my own way
wen the fog cleared
imma big dog now
but was still was a dog then
i close up shop
then count my chips
throw my iphone on the charger
and just let it sit
you n-ggas be on ig
tryna impress a b-tch
mind full get rich schemes
i ain’t got time fa that sh-t
was constipated had to get that sh-t off
running off this work like diarrhea
no time for missed calls
cause the sniffers got withdrawal
this pole on me
make old homies sh-t draws
pause
you let that lil shine
make you fall out of line
wit big dog
[verse 2: kapitol p]
big dog
making big calls
to get the bricks off
you letting n-ggas on your team starve
that got me p-ssed off
you getting money i can’t get it with you
then we got some bigger issues
and i doubt this beef is gon be beneficial
he know yo crib, he know yo b-tch
he know what car you drive
his stomach touching he like f-ck it
he gone cross the line
that jealousy and greed be reeking
when they walking by
so i got cautious eyes
and only like to talk in signs
i gotta whole, i give you half of that
you down bad on yo ass
ain’t gotta ask for that
that’s in my habitat
i rather pull up back to back
you in your own sh-t
your money counter right next to mine
to count your own chips
real bosses make wins from loses
learn from mistakes
and once they see you straight
it’s like they love turn into hate
ain’t no weak links in this cuban
it’s all solid
and everybody see how we moving
we all got it
you bleeding i be your bandaid
falling i pick you up
hit that l!ck
then meet you back at the crib to split it up
[chorus: weasel sims]
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
yeah
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
we supposed to be brothers
said we ah k!ll fo each other
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u
i’ll k!ll for yo b-tch ass
you getting money
i can’t get none wit u then f-ck u

- weasel sims

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