earlly mac – room 4 u lyrics
[hook: earlly mac]
yeah
i told my money imma make some room for you
yeah
stackin’ money made me raise the roof
h-ll yeah
i put the t-top on the roof that b-tch the truth, finessin’ my finances like a jew
the teller told me tell her how i want it
i told her “it don’t matter keep it comin'”
[verse 1: earlly mac]
yeah, uh
all my n-gg-s rich, all yo n-gg-s might snitch
called my cousin in the trap, he was working his wrist
never had a iphone, but could buy 20 a’ dem
never had a ice chain cause it ain’t nothin’ to him
that’s the way a real n-gg- do it
(smooth!)
yeah
gotta keep it quiet when we move
yeah
if you ain’t made a hunnid million whatchu doin’?
he could make your life better, bae it’s proven
we finally made it to the club and made a movie
we got integrity, charisma, and some uzi’s!
yeah
look, all my b-tches thick, all yo b-tches look sick
put them choppers in [?]
we could pay with a twist
never had a problem witchu, you ain’t nothin’ to me
never had a problem witchu, b-tch, quit frontin’ to me
[hook: earlly mac]
i told my money imma make some room for you
yeah (yeah)
stackin’ money made me raise the roof
h-ll yeah
i put the t-top on the roof that b-tch the truth, finessin’ my finances like a jew
the teller told me tell her how i want it
i told her “it don’t matter keep it comin'”
[verse 2: jay idk]
aw, earlly, do we really have a problem?
what the problem is?
call up westside, pew pew
i know they gon’ go and get the b-tch
call up dc, pew pew
get the dog and then they barkin’ sh-t
bong bong bong
that’s the sound of when the choppa hit
got a new b-tch, yeah my new b-tch
african
imma blow her back out then i never call her back again
mac gon pull the mac out if you actin’ like you adamant
we gon click-click blackout if you playing with my sack again
listen i ain’t never shoot a n-gg- and i ain’t gotta do it, i know simple city n-gg-s that ain’t jump might just prove it
i know congress pop n-gg-s when you see em, you cool it
if you still get the fakin’, man, yo -ss would be foolish!
they gon’ jack up yo jewelry, while they dodgin’ the jury, i’m just making it clear, like i’m watchin’ a blu-ray
all my sh-t is a movie
no your sh-t do not move me
my d-ck went up like balloon
from the way that she blew me
[hook: earlly mac]
i told my money imma make some room for you
yeah (yeah)
stackin’ money made me raise the roof
h-ll yeah
i put the t-top on the roof that b-tch the truth, finessin’ my finances like a jew
the teller told me tell her how i want it
i told her “it don’t matter keep it comin'”
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