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famous dex - no static* lyrics

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[intro: famous dex]
ha
you know what i’m sayin’?
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
w-ssup, critch? (yuh, ha, what, yah, hah)
how we doin’? (yuh)
ohh man god d-mn, what?

[verse 1: famous dex]
bad b-tch, suck on my d-ck, huh
i just pulled wit’ a stick, huh
yeah, i’m sippin’ on lean
i’m drinkin’ that [?], i’m feelin’ like critch
hey, f-ck yo’ lil’ b-tch everyday
she [?] give me that face
baby [?], just give me brain, [?]
i be doing money, you a dummy
swear to god, i put d-ck right in her tummy
you n-gg-s so b-mmy
i can’t talk ’cause you a dummy
fiend, sippin’ on all this lean
too much money on me
[?] machines, ha

[chorus: famous dex]
yeah, i got it
run up on me with a rocket, swear he ain’t got sh-t, huh
yeah, i pop [?]
got a big lil’ b-tch, swear to god she will suck d-ck, huh
ooh, yuh, baby girl, suck on that d-ck though
and i get mad, and i get mad
gettin’ money, gettin’ money, yeah, big doors, b-tch

[verse: jay critch]
i walked in with a bad b-tch, they don’t want static
i made givenchy, my fabric
my diamonds flashin’, givin’ ’em static
you still have bands in the mattress
look at the bag, how it’s [?]
look at my 30s pull up like “what happened?”
slime scorin’, he plays for the magic
in the foreign, she said she needs chapstick
boy, you ain’t got money, it’s tragic
put the d-ck in her mouth, now she gaggin’
i woke up to some money, fantastic
n-gg-s just like fantastic 4
p-ssy, what you rappin’ for?
[?] but i have to score
i’m too high, i almost crashed the porsche
b-tterfly, had to catch the doors
that prolly went over your head
shorty [?] it up for the head
i be runnin’ up four pints for the med
she goin’, she tried to stay in my bed
but i’m kickin’ her out, yeah, pr-nto
i’m ballin’ like harden, you ballin’ like lonzo
smokin’ that cookie and paper and fronto
nine to your back like a n-gg- named bronco
’cause i’m getting this green like its boston, flossin’
if he get synced up, its gon’ cost him
i get my white girl to [?], she say “awesome”
if you ain’t talkin’ no money, you lost ’em
hood fame, b-tch, i’m all about dividends
that money comin’ around like a ceiling fan
someone need a boss and these n-gg-s the miniman
[?] talkin’ the money, lets get it then

[chorus: famous dex]
run up on me with a rocket, swear he ain’t got sh-t, huh
yeah, i pop [?]
got a big lil’ b-tch, swear to god she will suck d-ck, huh
ooh, yuh, baby girl, suck on that d-ck though
and i get mad, and i get mad
gettin’ money, gettin’ money, yeah, big doors, b-tch, huh

- famous dex lyrics

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