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dirty money - bounce back lyrics

[verse 1]
i was down bad, hundred boxes for the summer now
can’t give me the runaround
turn a man into a runner now
sent him down south, ten boxes in the runaround
salute when i come around
more weight than a couple pounds
shoot when i come around
gimme the loot when i come around
i’m not a regular commodity
couple flips, that’s deposit on a property
only winners that can rock with me
invest money properly, monopoly philosophy
cop a spot and put trees in
crop and chop, get the p’s in
whole chickens, no seasoning
bag ’em in the am, get ’em off in the evening
[hook]
had my back up to the wall
wanna see me fall, bounce back like a ball
i hear they want me dead
bread up on my head, middle finger to the feds

[verse 2]
wishing on my downfall but a brudda’s still gucci though
won’t catch me with groupie hoes
lose it all on these risky roads
i was on my face but being broke didn’t suit me though
got my gun when i come around
more sweets than a couple rounds
beat when i come around
feel the t++th before you hear the growl
hoping that i fell off
still spin a n+gga’s head off, cook him like jollof
still rocking with the steppers
ain’t nothing you can tell us, day+dates and sky+dwellers
we’re some goodfellas
even b+tches jealous, mink coats and margielas
got heads spinning like propellers
looking like a prize but still spin a n+gga’s head off

[hook]
had my back up to the wall
wanna see me fall, bounce back like a ball
i hear they want me dead
bread up on my head, middle finger to the feds

- dirty money lyrics

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