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baby money - cfwm lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, cam made this?)
(dxnte, you snapped on this one)

[verse 1]
uh, my b+tch got fifty, i got fifty, that’s an equal knot
pop one, i take four, okay, we even now
everybody want some pape’, i can see it now
see, everybody reachin’ out, but ain’t n0body reachin’ out to call me
my money market lit, i been ballin’
i put a couple n+ggas on they feet, they been crawlin’
it’s somethin’ on the phone, n+gga, you should’ve been called me
told me your opp was at the store, okay, stall ’em
go

[chorus]
somebody tell these n+ggas i don’t f+ck with ’em, somebody tell these b+tches i don’t f+ck with ’em
somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with me
42 straight out the bottle, check my watch, somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me
chanel bag, she in the club in her crocs, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with her
somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with her
somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with me

[verse 2]
rule number one, you broke inside the club, please leave
don’t be tappin’ on my shoulder, don’t be askin’ me for weed
get her number if you like her, n+gga, never overthink
if we do some sh+t illegal, don’t remember what you seen
better keep it with you, n+gga, i keep mine by the belt
coupe should be a one+seater ’cause i’m ridin’ by myself
played me crazy back then, i was high how i felt
yeah, them n+ggas did me wrong, now they cryin’ for some help, i’m like, “f+ck ’em”
scared when i come around, they grab their chains, they like, “tuck ’em”
big kid in the jewel, you see a plane, i’m like, “bust it”
lost some cheese on that plane, i’m on a train with a dozen
i touch down, b+tch, i’m makin’ doubles, then i’m rollin’
[chorus]
42 straight out the bottle, check my watch, somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me
chanel bag, she in the club in her crocs, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with her
somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with her
somebody tell these n+ggas they can’t f+ck with me, somebody tell these b+tches they can’t f+ck with her

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