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a1 hunna - make money lyrics

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[intro]
listen, sho
make money money
make money

[chorus]
g’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
makeup on my white tee
you won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
couldn’t get one, now i can buy three
she keeps asking how i make this p
all i do is make money money, make money money money
trust me, i came up with the same n+ggas
all i do is make money money, make money money money
that’s my baby
she looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and thе waist
that’s my baby (that’s my)
i can’t even post my face, shе selfish
that’s my baby (that’s my)
put my heart to the side like her braids
that’s my baby, that’s my baby

[verse 1]
a1 the man in the middle, girl be different get a side part
motto fly straight, never ever hit the side path
n+gga been lit, i ain’t even gotta try hard
said i ain’t sh+t, but the pants coming right off
she used to call me little a, now she call me big one
i’ve been shooting payments, i never had to shoot guns
don’t get it twisted i got brothers ima slide for
i share that with ak or dee if it’s a cute one
she on some hoodrat sh+t, i won’t be missing you miss
couple g’s in dior, yeah i’m taking the p+ss
germans, foreign i’m driving that sh+t
lighties, brownies they’re riding this (easy)
[chorus]
g’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
makeup on my white tee
you won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
couldn’t get one, now i can buy three
she keeps asking how i make this p
all i do is make money money, make money money money
trust me, i came up with the same n+ggas
all i do is make money money, make money money money
that’s my baby
she looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and the waist
that’s my baby (that’s my)
i can’t even post my face, she selfish
that’s my baby (that’s my)
put my heart to the side like her braids
that’s my baby, that’s my baby

[verse 2]
pretty girls say a1
h u n n a
shawty wanna do me, i wanna do her
uptown trips, let me show you the way
i ain’t a window shopper
mad at me, they think i don’t know
bro calls me a1, but it’s sweet a to his hoe
i bang bang and i still get dough
pounds and dollar dollar, oluwa keep showering me (keep showering me)
oluwa keep showering me
for this life i live, i want to jaiye (let’s jaiye)
make money, oluwa keep showering me (let’s go)
[chorus]
g’d up, don’t have it on me (on me)
makeup on my white tee
you won’t catch me chilling on the road with my side piece
couldn’t get one, now i can buy three
she keeps asking how i make this p
all i do is make money money, make money money money
trust me, i came up with the same n+ggas
all i do is make money money, make money money money
that’s my baby
she looking fly in a bussdown, yeah she got the front and the waist
that’s my baby (that’s my)
i can’t even post my face, she selfish
that’s my baby (that’s my)
put my heart to the side like her braids
that’s my baby, that’s my baby



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