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dorreace da loon - mean nothing lyrics

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(hook)

talm bout all that money really don’t mean sh-t to me;
make your own homie turn you back and leave you history;
better think about that gutta when you mention me;
b-tch i rep that 1300 chattown, tenn-a-key;
remember i was trapping out my mama home;
now i can go and buy her anything she want;

that sh-t don’t mean nothing
i came up from nothing; (2x)

(1st verse)

all this money yea i stack it up;
if i pull this cash out out, bet this little b-tch start acting up;
riding with the foreign, in this foreign and that b-tch go vroom;
yeah that b-tch go vroom;
yea im off this act…
sipping act no prune;
stars offs in the sunroof, shawty think we sp-ceship;
n-gg- f-ck a day shift;
and however they feel;
got these b-tches staring at me like they seen a ghost;
told her keep her pants on, i just want the throat;
cause a young n-gg- jugging, i just ride around with that bag;
hoes be out here f-cking, i just run me up a check;
told her bust it up open, throw some hundreds on that cat;
whats that sh-t you claiming?
nah… we don’t f-ck with that;

(hook)

talm bout all that money really don’t mean sh-t to me;
make your own homie turn you back and leave you history;
better think about that gutta when you mention me;
b-tch i rep that 1300 chattown, tenn-a-key;
remember i was trapping out my mama home;
now i can go and buy her anything she want;

that sh-t don’t mean nothing
i came up from nothing; (2x)

(sleep: 2nd verse)

i came up from nothing
had to trap off in the trenches;
had to post up in the malice
12 come we jumping fences;
from the sun up, to the set
trying come up on a check;
whole lot of rag races
stack it up, then watch me flex;
watch me flex…
i came straight out jets
where they hustle like nothing
never worry bout the next;
hold up… let me check my text
i think i got a play for eighty;
had to re-up with my people
four or buy four and a baby;
i keep them going crazy…

well maybe;
whole lot of hollow tips
in case a n-gg- try to play me;
middle fingers to the opp
a lot of n-gg-s they fugazi;
shout to the middle section
that’s that sh-t that use to pay;
for real…

dorreace da’loon:
(hook)

talm bout all that money really don’t sh-t to me;
make your own homie turn you back and leave you history;
better think about that gutta when you mention me;
b-tch i rep that 1300 chattown, tenn-a-key;
remember i was trapping out my mama home;
now i can go and buy her anything she want;

that sh-t don’t mean nothing
i came up from nothing; (2x)



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