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bandgang lonnie bands - dirty money lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, ayy, ooh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse]
racketeering, extorting
n+gga, the pack near, it’s important
where the f+ck my cut? i need my portion
i got torch in my city (h+lluva made this beat, baby), baby, i’m scorchin’
i hit this b+tch and the hotel bathroom
same b+tch that ignored me in the classroom, ayy, n+gga
i’m movin’ forward, that bag movin’
put my trust in that b+tch, that was a bad move
these b+tches ain’t real, they racoons
they goin’ to directs and that cash move
and i’m out eatin’, ramen noodles and ragu
and i hang with them murderers, not no ragoons
ride with a pistol, he pay me a hundred
got a script for them m+30s, n+gga, you know i’m finna bust it
that b+tch you love a prostitute, you know she f+ckin’, n+gga
you love that sl+t, i sell the sl+t, i swear me a bucket, ayy
f+ck the internet and the streets went viral
gotta ride i’m a bible, and that assault rifle
f+ck the internet and the streets went viral
n+gga, f+ck a big homie, i ain’t had no idol (hey)

[chorus]
we gon’ wash that dirty money and we gon’ clean it, ayy
we gon’ keep them dirty pistols, we gon’ need ’em
we gon’ hit that n+gga block and we gon’ leave him
i just hit this n+gga b+tch, hey, while she cheatin’
i just seen a quarter mil’, hey, wouldn’t believe him
i just f+cked a famous b+tch and it was so easy
ayy, ayy, ayy
hey, we gon’ count this dirty money and we gon’ clean it
[verse 2]
get back, b+tch, no getbacks, ayy, hey
don’t play around, get your kids sn+tched, ayy
this smith and wesson, ayy, this b+tch mismatchin’
two+tone date date, my robbers gettin’ that, ayy
had his b+tch set that play, she ain’t even know
had her drop that location, lil’ b+tch, you went for it
i ain’t captain save+a+ho, b+tch, i ain’t heroic
b+tch, you gon’ bring me heavy check and bust that p+ssy open
i’m a+i’m a 201+scammin’+ass n+gga
i’m a kroger, meijer, walmart+baggin’+ass n+gga
turn that plastic to that paper, doin’+magic+ass n+gga
abracadabra with a twenty+pack n+gga, ayy

[chorus]
hey, we gon’ wash that dirty money and we gon’ clean it, ayy
n+gga, we gon’ keep them dirty pistols, we gon’ need ’em
hey, we gon’ hit that n+gga block and we gon’ leave him
i just hit this n+gga b+tch, hey, while she cheatin’
i just seen a quarter mil’, hey, wouldn’t believe him
i just f+cked a famous b+tch and it was so easy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
hey, we gon’ count this dirty money and we gon’ clean it



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