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chief keef - mo money lyrics

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[intro]
ayeeeeeee
glory boy entertainment, gang
sos’ baby, gang
introducing….. my mowf+ckin self
gang, show these f+ckn+ggas what it is
gang, h+llcat ridin’
’19 lamborghini ridin’
trackhawk ridin’
2020 audi ridin’
glory boy entertainment

[verse 1]
i need guap, i got guap, i think you need a side job
talk crazy on the iphone, i leave you on the asphalt
oh that’s for tadoe, give me chicken, what your wife cooked me
f+ck me in your favorite room, i see why you wife the p+ssy
you a p+ssy, plough that p+ssy, get the money, hide the money
shawty getting good money, what you think you big dummy ?
currency and wayne money naw this ain’t young money
we got 24 hours to go and get da same money (gang gang gang gang)
sosa got his own company
strap money, mall monеy, y’all making small money
run up on me, roll out we takе yo show money
gang just back then, now you ain’t got no money
[chief keef speaks]
mo money, po money, chief sosa, sosa bae
yeah, gang gang gang
yall ain’t gettin no money n+gga
i’m on my ceo sh+t, right now man
you know how we rock
spend a quarter a week, hundred tomorrow
that’s crazy man, gang
my lawyer ain’t for that, i’m on ut no toro
couple cars foreigns, foor chains n+gga
gang, hit n+ggas with fifty shots

[verse 2]
i’ma do me ask money who the f+cking man
walking with a waddle and we still popping bottles man
s+x in the club, baby girl but my crib better
i don’t think i’m ready baby, i don’t think we can live together
oh you like my rollie, okay baby shake your booty meat
n+gga came upon me, said he the king
i’m like who is he ?
he in a beam for the rico, n+gga nineteen in the game
you can’t even wear your sh+t lil n+gga why you get the chain
shoutout to my n+gga reese, make yo body rock
look outside, see 300, now the party stop
448 inna loud, now the party f+cked
me and glory boyz, glo gang, we make the party rock
[chief keef speaks 2]
p+ssy ass n+gga (p+ssy)
lil talkin’ ass boy
yeah, i am mr. s+o+s+a+g+b+e, i didn’t do good on my s.a.t
but i got the b+a+n+d+s (get off my deeeeez nutssss)
that is glory boy us, i am mr.kangaroo pocket
i know you wanna show them to your girl, get off our motherf+ckin d+cks
gang, gang, sos’ baby, sos’ baby

[verse 3]
i want a boss b+tch, i don’t like no thotty baby
she ain’t ina buggy baby
she ina sport she tryna race me
i don’t want no hummer truck, imma grab a dually baby
can’t eat that sh+t, that’s for you for surely baby
she gave a stunt man, imma get my new nocatti
40 in my pocketscreen, i ain’t tryna do the talkin’
hear no evil speak no evil, b+tch i’m hardy speakin’ to people
lamborghini scaring people so i call dat b+tch gorillas

[outro]
boy hot, i ain’t hot
i’m steaming hot
i’m mr.4eb, that’s f+ck everybody if you ain’t know
sosa baby , o+8 bust 10 chains and i’m up here
n+gga you be sneak dissing, when you see us don’t greet don’t smile, nun of dat sh+t
sosa, it’s almighty n+gga
almighty don’t like n0body
huh, huh, huh, aye



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