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ahmedthearab - on god lyrics

(intro)
it’s arab money baby
arab makaveli b-tch , aye
aye, aye, aye

(hook)

im looking like some money that’s on god
(that’s on god)
bottles in the v.i we don’t take shots at the bar
(bar)
roll a fifty pack in my cigar
(my cigar)
im bringing the smoke that make em ring off the alarm
and that’s on god n-gga, that’s on god
(that’s on god)
that’s your b-tch she let me hit it out the park
(out the park)
and that’s on god n-gga, that’s on god
(that’s on god)
i been that n-gga they was hating from the start
(from the start)
i said “i got it out the mud just like a boss”
like a boss
youngest in the city with the torche
(with the torche)
i know you n-gga’s p-ssy that’s for sure
(that’s for sure)
you only playing gangster on your porch
(on your porch)
and that’s on god n-ggas, that’s on god
(that’s on god)

(verse 1)

real rap i p-ss on your award
(on your award)
im in the trap like f-ck a chart
(f-ck a chart)
i could move this work all by tomorrow
(by tomorrow)
somebody lied (somebody lied) im not a start
(im not a star)
i wrap my turban on my head 2pac shakur
(2pac shakur)
b-tch its arab makaveli f-ck the law
(f-ck the law)
i make your b-tch l!ck my d-ck and then the b-lls
(and then the b-lls)
it’s arab money baby do it large
(do it large)
i get the money make it double like a boss
(like a boss)
they tried to count me out, you know you wrong
(you know you wrong)
b-tch i been getting money all along
(all along)

(hook 2)

and that’s on god n-gga, that’s on god
(that’s on god)
bottles in the v.i we don’t take shots at the bar
(bar)
roll a fifty pack in my cigar
(my cigar)
im bringing the smoke that make em ring off the alarm
and that’s on god n-gga, that’s on god
(that’s on god)
that’s your b-tch she let me hit it out the park
(out the park)
and that’s on god n-gga, that’s on god
(that’s on god)
i been that n-gga they was hating from the start
(from the start)
i said “i got it out the mud just like a boss”
(like a boss)
youngest in the city with the torche
(with the torche)
i know you n-gga’s p-ssy that’s for sure
(that’s for sure)
you only playing gangster on your porch
(on your porch)
and that’s on god n-ggas, that’s on god
(that’s on god)

(verse 2)

all i know is trap and ain’t n0body put me on
(put me on)
20 50 100 stack it all
(stack it all)
don’t be mad at me you n-gga’s really drop the ball
and i came for the money nothing more
(nothing more)
or nothing less so come correct cause i dont like my money short
i know they wanna see a n-gga starve
(n-gga starve)
f-ck a n-gga hating, im going hard
(going hard)
p-ssy n-gga know im on my sh-t
(on my sh-t)
tell a hater keep watching eat a d-ck
(eat a d-ck)
all the real n-gga’s wanna see me win
(see me win)
and for my city i go hard it ain’t a thing
(ain’t a thing)

(hook 3)

- ahmedthearab lyrics

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