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chuuwee, money montage & eli mcfly - kiwi lyrics

[?] like my sh+t up first
[?] very often

capri sun while i’m rollin’ up a half ounce
cash out, b+tch hit my ‘wood and almost passed out
we them n+ggas first and foremost, you assed out
her ass out, i’m persistant with the cash route
i feel some type of way, now i’m on some different timin’
told ’em money f+ckin’ business, i’m too business minded
we do better than them n+ggas, we ain’t even tryin’
think i saw my b+tch to rockefeller the way i throw her diamonds
doggie tried to make a play but it got intercepted
homiе quin and ivory waynes pop up with a message
n+gga, why you always mad? why you so agrеssive?
call me martin lawrence, b+tch, i make ’em get to steppin’

(get to f+ckin’ steppin’)
(get out, get out)
(nah, f+ck that, get out)
(yeah)
cold n+gga but my bro’ll bring that heater out
quiet, i hear snakes in my grass, who gon’ weed ’em out?
clown n+gga wasn’t loyal, what your team about?
keep my circle tight, i had to throw ’em, had to leave ’em out
whip wash and i’m drippin’ like my b+tch when she fresh out the pool
n+gga, thicken in them hips
i’m ot but i ain’t even tryna trip
rolled out the bed and went straight to a flip
it’s mlm and we ain’t goin’ out for sh+t
i’m a player in this game, you just talkin’ like you skip
the way you blowin’ up my phone, i thought you needed work
we do a deal, i need it cash and i need it first
(i need it first, n+gga)
if we gon’ do the deal
the money or the ‘wood make the game look good, n+gga
i ain’t even gon’ wait, b+tch, and i’m goin’ ape sh+t
no, this ain’t a jungle gym, i ain’t doin’ a play with
i was tryna f+ck, she was tryna do a date quick
when i get up in them guts, i work it like a day shift
f+ck you n+ggas talkin’ ’bout? catch a n+gga ballin’ out
when it’s smoke, you n+ggas never show us like you callin’ out
left him in the dust and i’m still standin’ on my business
humble n+gga, cleanin’ calimari off my dishes
it is what it is, but it ain’t what you thought it was
askin’ who the nicest n+ggas out, you better thought of us
back to the calimari, god d+mn, i got a baller gut
heavy in this sh+t, my n+gga, you wasn’t strong enough

wasn’t strong enough, n+gga, that sh+t weak
that sh+t weak, n+gga
ah
[?] blunt for blunt for blunt for blunt for blunt
motherf+cker ([?] like my [?], n+gga)
mlm sh+t

- chuuwee money montage eli mcfly lyrics

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