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letra de old / new money - zelly ocho

[chorus]
(mayyski)
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b-tch, same b-tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f-ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
they told on eachother, they two dummies
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b-tch, same b-tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f-ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
they told on eachother, they two dummies

[verse 1]
okay, that wet p-ssy, gotta swim in it
i got one life, b-tch, i’m not a kitten
through them racks away like it’s good riddance
get ’em back the next day, i’m good with it
put the gang on, she like hood n-ggas
we gon’ share that money, it’s a good business
i get fly as f-ck like i’m in the sky (woo), like that’s where i’m livin’, like i’m just chillin’
like i’m just bad at the rap sh-t, like i can’t get on, like i’m f-ckin’ trippin
like i really gotta start rappin’, n-gga
b-tch, i’m in the bentley, me and trippie, trippie
feel like k suave, the way it’s “f-ck these b-tches”
i’m a hypocrite ’cause my cup dirty but i swear to god, i couldn’t touch these b-tches
no cap, but it’s drugs in the cup i’m sippin’
[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b-tch, same b-tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f-ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b-tch, same b-tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden

[verse 2]
b-tch (f-ck), f-ck (yeah) yo’ dm’s, i been slidin’
b-tch, i put drugs on my body, i can’t deny it
b-tch, i could take a perc’ upside down, like i’m ben rawley
yeah, i told the devil “look at my eyes” can’t see a soul probably
okay, i f-ck them racks and buy what i want
sometime he go and sometime he don’t (oof)
i’m pullin’ off gone, i turned to a ghost (woo)
the drugs in my front door, i am a host
my b-tch too bad, she shoulda’ been vogue
gun too big, i put on a coat
it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t wanna know (i got a b-tch in a [?])
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b-tch, same b-tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f-ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy

- zelly ocho

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