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letra de faster - westen

[intro]
i’ve been pimpin’ with these b-tches
top n-gga only f-cking with the richest
i take my money serious
if you ain’t bout that money gang
you shouldn’t be f-cking with me period
my boxers versace
ask em b-tches how my d-ck taste my c-m flashy
other hoes going around talking
how n-ggas c-m nasty
they riding my d-ck fast, like they riding a bugatti

[hook]
faster, i making money faster
get your n-ggas murked
don’t give a f-ck if you a black belt or a master
doing moves faster, feeling blessed
praying every sunday at church with my pastor
turning up with my n-ggas in the crib
turn that sh-t into a disaster
trappin with the g’s, if you ain’t got my money
glock to your head
make you get my money faster

[verse 1]
get the money
get the money
don’t bother dialing my number
if you ain’t gonna be talking money
m-th-f-ckas really think they can diss me
put you n-ggas on make ya look funny
hunnid thou hunnid thou sagging my pants
make it rain on that b-tch
when she givin me a lap dance
b-tch you lucky if you f-cking with me
take a peak at em other b-tches
in line trynna sleep with me
i got juice, i got the juice n-gga i got the juice
timbs on me with my trues
take that b-tch out for a late night cruise
winning money wining money i ain’t ever loose
f-ckn-gga trynna try the same p-ssy i do
with the fake chain, can’t rock it
if it was real catch you slippin, i’d sn-tch it

[verse 2]
yeah, i’ve been broke for the longest
now i’m getting paper still the youngest
god blessing me with fat -ss
all these b-tches in my dm
be the thickest and the baddest
dam lil n-gga with the same name
coming up to me thinking he got game
getting mad his b-tch got me a bracelet
look at me, look at you
no compet-tion m-th-f-cka just face it
faster, faster, faster
making money faster
young k!lla trapper
paper chasing hustler
faster
i was f-cking with the wrong b-tch
at the wrong time
she was f-cking with me and my n-gga
at the same time
2014 summertime
if that hoe ever hit me up i ain’t got no time
lost taste in those type of b-tches
i ain’t ever f-cking with that type no more
all these lil n-ggas now f-cking with her
but i had that b-tch before
she go around the city
everybody get they chance
make that dirty p-ssy dance
go back in time if i had the chance
man that b-tch is so f-cking dirty
hit the b-tch with the glock 30

[outro]
get the money get the money
faster
get the money get the money
faster
get the money get the money
faster
don’t make me k!ll these n-ggas
imma pray for that not to happen
with my pastor

- westen

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