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g!lly - clouds lyrics

intro

woah, flu b+tch, woah, aye

verse 1

hate on me see
that’s a bad bet
tagged some b+tches
you ain’t had yet
i’m the man boy
see i have checked
i’m the realest
that they have met
don’t want her
she got a flat chest
that’s the most
you getting at best
i’m the man
when i fly out west
model b+tches
as my house guest
you the plug
see i’m the outlet
stack the money
create assets
hundred thousand
just in past dеbts
i walk in
& then she undress
play that b+tch
likе we at recess
ace that hoe like she the pretest
there’s no way that i won’t be next
see i’m poppin out in key west
chorus

my mind on the money
my mind in the clouds
they hating on me
put food in their mouths
been smokin on loud
while i’m them moving pounds
collecting them thousands
each time i make rounds
x2

verse 2

i’m makin them rounds
hit co for the sounds
sellin out shows
turnt up for the crowds
i’m hitting the road
flexed up on these clowns
dropping off loads
the money in mounds
i pull up in rolls
get more and recount
to many hoes
to count the amount
f+ck & dispose
i cannot be bound
im married to money
i’m saying my vowels
i still love em man
i hope they not offended
see i know they say they love me
but they really just pretending
i ball hard
your payment pending
you’d go broke
from all this spending
i go hard for all this money
man it’s like it’s never ending

chorus

my mind on the money
my mind in the clouds
they hating on me
put food in their mouths
been smokin on loud
while i’m them moving pounds
collecting them thousands
each time i make rounds
x2

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