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crypt (rap) - rap song in 10 minutes #2 lyrics

[verse 1]
gimmie that cash, gimmie that money
i want it all hoe
gimmie that bread, gimmie that cheddar
we out here cooking with dough
stacking this green, looking so clean
all of this money is old
i want that new sh+t, buy me a new whip
not to brag, but i’m ’bout to buy me a boat
i’ma roll into town with a range rover
everybody wanna talk but f+ck what they told ya
i’ma king in this b+tch like a bestower
you can call me a d+ck but i’m a grower
i’ma show up, and show out
and make noise, there’s no doubt
i’m a beast in the booth
i’ma go nuts, so don’t pout
it takes poise to grow clout
i got no reason to lose
i’ma b+e+a+s+t (on god)
so don’t you f+ck with me (oh nah)
i’ll put you 6 feet in a shallow g+r+a+v+e (yes sah)
who is the man that can mess with a man like me? (no onе)
said you got a chance at the pen so writе a gem (you can’t young one)
i’ma father you to all your rap sons
so obey me when i ask you to back up
i been around too long to see you act up
so drop the act like you’re an acting kluts
pay me cause you know i’m on demand
everybody knows that i’m the man
better act like a field commander (why?)
cause you need to run my bands

[chorus]
ring it up
put the money in the bag i said
ring it up
before everybody in here winds up dead
ring it up
i ain’t got no time to waste on you
i got places to be and i got things to do
ring it up
put the money in the bag i said
ring it up
before everybody in here winds up dead
ring it up
i ain’t got no time to waste on you
i got places to be and i got things to do (ring it up)

[verse 2]
back at the top and i’m reigning supreme
like i’m dropping some white text inside a red box
every rapper that i’ve asked to scr+p
wanna turn me down when i ask ’em to box
name any other rapper on the platform
and i’ma soar past him like he’s rapping in a rav4
and i’m in a corvette and i zoom past him
give him an asswhooping
what you want me on a track for?
name more than just one song i got
maybe then i’ll give you a shot
but you can’t cause you’re not a fan
you want this clout you think i got
but news flash, i ain’t got none
whatchu think i’m robbing you for?
oh, you ain’t know it?
i thought i told ya
run them pockets, bro, we both poor

- crypt rap lyrics

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