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diego money - bruce lee lyrics

[intro]
bruce lee, ayy
diego nowitzki, ayy

[chorus]
got them packs flippin’, call it bruce lee
brand new choppa, hit you up, call that bruce lee
got the packs, and i made ’em flip, call ’em bruce lee
got the packs, and i made ’em flip, call it bruce lee

[verse 1]
how we hit the block, you can call it bruce lee
ain’t about another time, just like david lease
yeah, i got what you want, it’s gon’ cost a tax fee
gold chain, same color as a d+mn taxi
i’m in hong kong, had to chop it up with my plug
hit him with the lingo, now i got the dub
bruce lee, hit the block, now i’m sellin’ all the drugs
catch me in the trap, and you know i’m sippin’ mud
[chorus]
got them packs flippin’, call it bruce lee
brand new choppa, hit you up, call that bruce lee
got the packs, and i made ’em flip, call ’em bruce lee
got the packs, and i made ’em flip, call it bruce lee

[verse 2]
i need all my guap, i ain’t cuttin’ no deals
what you need? i got lean, i got rocks, i got pills
i got zips, make ’em flip, outta town, take a trip
if the police try to search me i’ma stash the work and dip
i ain’t got no time, i got money on my mind
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout buyin’, please don’t hit my line
tryna stack my cheese up, icy like a freezer
hit the spot with my scale, finna set the weed up

- diego money lyrics

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