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letra de ‎gettin #money - xstar*

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[chorus]
(benjicold, why you icy?)
(go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, what the f-ck?)
i’m gettin’ this money (can’t do it like me, go)
i’m gettin’ this money, go (there ain’t no one doin’ it like me)
i’mma keep gettin’ this money so you can get off me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
run up on him with a bb, rockin’ a bb belt, my shirt double c
wearin’ all black, but that don’t mean i’m opium, run up on you, all you see is the beam
i got a b-tch from the muh’f-ckin’ e and she suck on my d-ck, yeah, she do it with glee
that boy runnin’, we open him up, put a split in his chest like it’s muh’f-ckin’ surgery

[verse]
what? (what?)
no, you cannot be a friend of me
(why?) i heard you a muh’f-ckin’ p-ssy
(how?) yo’ friends, on you, they be snitchin’
anyways, think it’s time that i stole that b-tch from you ’cause for you she not doin’ sh-t (no, no)
but for me she gon’ break it down and show me work, she entertaining, yeah, it’s lit (no)
this ain’t no regular k, it come with extensions (go)
that boy wack as f-ck, all he reppin’ is mentions (go)
knock a b-tch out so hard, he gotta get dentures
it was so crazy, it be on a caricature
or like 2, or like 4
and i be totin’ a .45, that sh-t good enough to get you gone
sometimes gang tote glock-9s, but that’s if we wanna stay low
oh, i forgot about drug talk, i guess we just smokin’ dope tonight
we finna’ spin yo’ block tonight, it just feel right
one time, i took so much lsd and i swear that i died
and about the b-tch you was talkin’ to, now she mine
[chorus]
(benjicold, why you icy?)
(go, go, go, go, go, go, what the f-ck?)
i’m gettin’ this money (can’t do it like me, go)
i’m gettin’ this money, go (there ain’t no one doin’ it like me, go, go)
i’mma keep gettin’ this money so you can get off me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
run up on him with a bb, rockin’ a bb belt, my shirt double c
wearin’ all black, but that don’t mean i’m opium, run up on you, all you see is the beam
i got a b-tch from the muh’f-ckin’ e and she suck on my d-ck, yeah, she do it with glee
that boy runnin’, we open him up, put a split in his chest like it’s muh’f-ckin’ surgery

[outro]
uhhhh, i’m just gonna end it here
(why?) ’cause i feel like it? i don’t know
(how) uhhhh, by just closing the program, god d-mn

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