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letra de dinner with jay z - yung lambo

[hook: yung lambo]
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z

[verse 1: yung lambo]
all the money in the world, don’t need nothing from n0body
but if i met jay-z we would be best buddies
i learned the business from the best, i know all of the tricks
but if you hate jay-z i will pull up with the stick
n0body on my level cause i learned from jay-z
only person on my level is probably jay-z
yeah he shared all his business knowledgе with me
and in a pod we would be two pеas
we had dinner and i ordered up a steak
and me and jay-z talked business ’till daybreak
n0body can top me look at my stocks
if you bring my stocks down you will get socked
i have no more room in the bank for my cash
i shoved it in the safes and i shoved it up my ass
but i’ll never forget the humble roots of my tree
that started with one dinner with jay-z
[hook: yung lambo]
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z

[verse 2: e.m.b.e.e.]
shrekneck on the beat, i just beat my meat
time to start some beef
i f-cked this b-tch no sheets
i got the sickest beats
i wear shoes, no cleats
you are so obese
you got no drip, only antique
just had dinner with jay z
then we went out separate ways
it’s a shame, i had to pay
but i can’t really complain
i spent a couple of bands on this sh-t
then i went home to record this sh-t
this verse is pure poetry
i should become a storyteller
i came home to yell
i just did the smell and yell
please meet me at the hotel
i do not wear chapelle
i will never take the l
my bars are natural
and we all f-ck with tottenham
my album just went platinum
and i might just do your mum
my d-ck just went numb
i can’t even do it it’s november
it’s no nostalgia critic november
so i gotta f-ck her in december
remember the name, embee
[hook: yung lambo]
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
i don’t need yo money
give me dinner with jay-z

[outro: hood child]
he knew, he did
let’s be broken in thousand pieces
he was the first, the only one that i really loved
he made me feel, i know
that love hurts, hurts so bad (hurts so bad)
but i got up, i would be strong
i would make you feel what i felt when i was in love
but i got up, i would be strong
i would make you feel what i felt when i was in love
and it hurts so bad, he said “you can dress me”
i would never leave you, i should have redder lips
was so foolish
lovers game, but i know your name
i remember (?), i would make you feel
i will hurt you

- yung lambo

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