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e’money - new money lyrics

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new money run it up count me some new hundreds
new hundreds run it up count me some new money

tripping so much let’s get to the bag (get to the bag)
back to the trapping was flipping it fast (flipping it fast)
bro say you play with the glass we get on yo ass
got sick of that old money
run it up count me some new money
(count me some new money)
and break with them nighas who down in them slums for real
i bet that they didn’t know that i for real (for real)
bet that they didn’t know i was focus they lurking and hope i come down for real
(hope i come down for real)
talking with yo gun i see you bet not run because i get down for real
(because i get down for real)
was flipping them pounds i chilled
that back door be wide open
un un can’t get down on me
me and my n+ggas stay in motion

from the rags to cali’ cop new honeys
(cop new honeys)
i was down below long enough
the slums was tough remember them days bummy (remember them days bummy)
i start flipping the runts got new money (got new money)
start dripping designer no fu money
i was moving no guidance (it ain’t funny)
down in the projects with my people
i kept on blowing the bag was blowing it fast
kept doing what i’m doing for my people (doing i’m doing)
i had to stop all that nag’ i swear it’s said
i see right through my people
(i can’t even brag was making it easy was counting that stash)
starting to f+ck with my head
(lately i swear i been seeing right through my people)
starting to f+ck with my head
so let’s just count it up count new money (count new money)
yo’ nigha not down for real when it’s time to get that loot money (get that loot money)
that sh+t i than seen in fields when it’s time to get that loot money
(that sh+t i than seen the drill)
when it’s time to get that loot money (get that loot money)

tripping so much let’s get to the bag (get to the bag)
back to the trapping was flipping it fast (flipping it fast)
bro say you play with the glass we get on yo ass
got sick of that old money
run it up count me some new money
(count me some new money)
and break with them nighas who down in them slums for real
i bet that they didn’t know that i for real (for real)
bet that they didn’t know i was focus they lurking and hope i come down for real
(hope i come down for real)
talking with yo gun i see you bet not run because i get down for real
(because i get down for real)
was flipping them pounds i chilled
that back door be wide open
un un can’t get down on me
me and my n+ggas stay in motion



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