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g shep - m0n3y b4g$ lyrics

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[intro]
yuh
yo
ay ay ay

[pre+chorus]
ay we be chilling out back
don’t run yo mouth cus you know we be strapped
yuh
smoking on sh+t got no crack
let you by if you gon rap
go kick the sack
yuh
got millys and billys
f+ck you mean i’m ain’t a king? you silly
like really, talk sh+t but get no cheese, no philly

[chorus]
got a hundred of those money bags
i think some b+tches be funny f+gs
i be the man, i be running rags
go shut your ass up and do some more jumping jacks
yuh
b+tches walking all day long
putting in work and they ain’t staying strong
then a motherf+cker wants to talk like they ain’t wrong
smack their b+tch ass up and tell their ass, stay gone
[verse 2]
(ay we be)
i’m a rap lapper
the cap factor
the map tapper
(chilling out back)
the fans fappers
thеse plastic wrappers
same as tactic hackеrs
(too bad)
if a b+tch wanna be the same as me that’s fine
but they gotta deal with it like a swine
(shut the f+ck up, shut the f+ck up)
they need to be f+cking quiet
where there’s hoodies, steal like a pirate
like this, b+tches can’t f+cking hide it
talk sh+t but they can’t handle riots
oh d+mn what a strange comparison
looking like rams, ugly as all sin
(i f+cked up that part but let’s go to the next part of the song)
i’m still better than ever
i wasn’t complaining when get bad weather
just put on a cozy sweater
write your biggest opp a letter
it goes, we foes. you get no hoes
besides your grandma l!cking on your toes
weird ass b+tch, who the f+ck knows
and say it was it like they chose
looking at the window, watch how they froze
they mad as sh+t
start ripping all they clothes
they don’t do hits
their girl suck other dude d+ck
especially mine, bet
[interlude]
yuh, yo, yuh

[chorus]
got a hundred of those money bags
i think some b+tches be funny f+gs
i be the man, i be running rags
go shut your ass up and do some more jumping jacks
yuh
b+tches walking all day long
putting in work and they ain’t staying strong
then a motherf+cker wants to talk like they ain’t wrong
smack their b+tch ass up and tell their ass, stay gone
got a hundred of those money bags
i think some b+tches be funny f+gs
i be the man, i be running rags
go shut your ass up and do some more jumping jacks
yuh
b+tches walking all day long
putting in work and they ain’t staying strong
then a motherf+cker wants to talk like they ain’t wrong

[post+chorus]
ay we be chilling out back
don’t run yo mouth cus you know we be strapped
yuh
smoking on sh+t got no crack
let you by if you gon rap
go kick the sack
yuh
got millys and billys
f+ck you mean i’m ain’t a king? you silly
like really, talk sh+t but get no cheese, no philly
[outro]
got a hundred of those money bags, funny f+gs, funny f+gs, funny f+gs
got a hundred of those money bags, money bags, money bags



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