a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

baby money – scratchin’ up the maybach lyrics

[intro]
(my n+gga lee, i think we got another one)

[chorus]
yeah, out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b+tch keep smilin’, wanna f+ck me, b+tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s+x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second
[verse 1]
yeah, yeah, it’s happenin’, lеt’s trap again
we got boy and girl, no human trafficking
spot full of money counters, scalеs, and vacuum seals
he d+mn rich, throwin’ up crip, b+tch, i’m active still
f+ck love, looked at money, is your ass real?
did you get that from your mama? is your ass real?
she like to suck me while i’m drivin’, jesus, grab the wheel
a n+gga with a good heart, my b+tch bad as h+ll
i know you counted that lil’ stack of cheese and you seen them extras
thought you finessed me, i was really showin’ love
go check my section, i was really throwin’ dubs
f+ck up your foreign, n+gga, we don’t give a f+ck, easy money

[chorus]
out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b+tch keep smilin’, wanna f+ck me, b+tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s+x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, i’m back around, no backin’ down
n+ggas don’t put this sh+t on, they just actin’ fly
they gave your boy a blank check, i feel like macintosh
five thousand for a ‘fit, don’t need no caption now
rose kit and white kit, can’t even decide
remember i ain’t have sh+t, i can be extra now
i got kicked up out the gym, they say i flex a lot
movin’ ‘bows back and forth, that’s my exercise
remember seein’ a million cash had me mesmerized
and you protected in the trap, this is scary hours
i been ballin’ since a kid, ask terry ’bout me
the presis look like duck sauce, coupe teriyaki
[chorus]
out the windows, cubans scratchin’ up the maybach
let ’em keep deposits, tell ’em i don’t want no pape’ back
this lil’ b+tch keep smilin’, wanna f+ck me, b+tch, say that
she say she from the islands, so i asked her where the yay at
two hundred ‘bows in the room, let’s have a taste fest
i put a condom on the pole and call it safe s+x
no aunt jemima, when i pour it, it’s like straight breakfast
pray you make it home first and put your pape’ second

[outro]
(my n+gga lee, i think we got another one)

- baby money lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS