bobby shmurda – shmoney (remix) lyrics
[intro: bobby shmurda & rowdy rebel]
(tay keith, f+ck these n+ggas up!)
big shmurda on the set, n+gga (gang)
quit playing, shmurda run that b+tch
i touched down, my n+gga qua’ came, picked me up with a bunch of hoes on the jet (hah? yeah)
touched down, n+gga, rowdy threw sixty on the neck
i’m talking shmoney, b+tch (i’m fresh all to the…)
[chorus: quavo & rowdy rebel]
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (woo)
b+tch i made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney
b+tch i’m fresh all to the…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (huh?)
i just made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (woo, woo, uh)
[verse 1: rowdy rebel]
back all in my bag (bag)
man, that b+tch real fast (fast)
left hеr in my past, i did 220 on this dash
caught him snitching, he ain’t last (brrt)
up that choppa, let it blast
finger f+ck that b+tch rеal fast
new extendos, brand new mags
b+tch, i’m fresh all getting this shmoney (shmoney)
i can sit up on my ass, i ain’t no dummy (dummy)
so please don’t talk to me if it ain’t no+
[verse 2: quavo & rowdy rebel]
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (woo)
heard they let some shots off your gang, start running (running)
lil’ bro want some shmoney (shmoney)
spin that block, keep dumping (spin)
brand new choppa with a tommy (rah)
hooked on a stick like funnies (stick)
brand new strap, it ain’t rented (nah)
lil’ b+tch pop this p+ssy for some shmoney (p+ssy)
had to put my wrist inside the bowl and scr+pe some shmoney (shmoney)
they told me rowdy was coming home
i put him up some money (i did)
shmigo b+tch, we back on the throne
ready to f+ck up some shmoney (i’m fresh all to the…)
[chorus: quavo & rowdy rebel]
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (woo)
b+tch i made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney
(i’m fresh all to the…)
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (huh?)
i made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney
[verse 3: bobby shmurda & rowdy rebel]
yo lil’ b+tch, she thick (she thick)
but my lil’ b+tch, she badder (she bad)
that lil’ b+tch a 10, but i already hit it though
the [?] already [?] it though, look, i already bent it though
your b+tch finna snitch
my b+tch tote that hammer
my b+tch go bananas (bananas)
my lil’ b+tch don’t [?]
my b+tch bout’ that work (work)
don’t go broke like hammer
gotta keep the [?] (brrt)
too legit to jam up (hah)
fresh up out the bricks, fresh up out the slammer, b+tch
i’m fresh up out atlanta, b+tch, big 300 b+tch
my neighbors think i’m selling bricks, my nephew think i’m santa
my b+tch, she on them percocets, her sister’s on the fanta
her daddy keep a thirty stick, i’m litter than a candle
aye lil’ b+tch, aight, so if it ain’t about that shmoney, make it quick
cause my n+gga said he hungry on that “shhh”
i got a hundred fifty wrapped around my wrist (ayy)
and i just wrapped another quarter around my neck (i’m fresh all to the…)
[chorus: quavo & rowdy rebel]
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (woo)
b+tch i made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney
b+tch i’m fresh all to the…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney (huh?)
i just made some brand new…
shmoney, shmoney, shmoney
[verse 4: greekdagod]
shmoney , bunny, donney when she hop on the lap
you know that’s a fact
you don’t wanna test the kid i got a bazooka on the lap , all fact
all my n+ggas run the map
clap back, drum line ima put you on the map
none of my n+ggas playing ,if we pull up ,yeah we got the mack
keep the heater on us like we cold all year
no case with the mask on , so does my peer
im in the jet with your baby mama , ima play the price
i might change the weather on her neck with some ice
it ain’t tricking if u got so im tricking all night
yeah preaches and cream playing all night
greek
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