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gmoney704 - invisible lyrics

yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
its guy, ahh
play with yo p-ssy not me hoe!
b-tch i’m like wahlberg invincible
b-tch you ain’t nothing invisible
gucci my gl-sses my shirt and my shoes
go against me and i swear you gone lose
call up the gang and yo -ss on the news
i only f-ck b-tches and that’s by the two’s
you f-ck with the gang and we bring out them tools!
yea!

b-tch i got shooters on shooters on shooters
you a lil b-tch and should work at the hooters
12 get behind me and i’m gonna lose em
don’t do no actin but star in a movie
once i got money, everybody knew me
before i got money, i been rocking gucci
before i got money, been wearing louis
don’t f-ck with these b-tches cuz they actin fruity
just want the money and they tryna screw me
nowadays i be eating the sushi
no more pull up in suzuki
top floor b-tches in jacuzzi
all my life i’ve been getting money
started rapping so i can get some more
posted up round the corner store
no more sleeping on mama floor

swear that i’m real down to the core
all of my b-tches want christian dior
i do not love them don’t care bout these wh0r-
hop out the lambo and look at the door
been getting money these b-tches explode
i sell you a sack and then we hit the road
i’m out of the hood but still with the load
guy going crazy all around the globe!
you ain’t getting money so you f-cking broke
never trust no one so i’m all alone
that’s why i buy coupes with 2 f-cking seats
so yo b-tch -ss can’t ride with me yeah
i ride with my b-tch and my dawg thats fo sho
young entrepreneur and you already know

don’t buy that car if it go slow
tennis chains on froze froze
i am so cold made it snow snow
yo b-tch is flat like a plateau
k!ll this beat with the flow oh
flipping them p’s get dough dough
i am like santa with the ho ho
don’t got no love so cold cold
too much money overflow
flip them bags like rosseau
never trust a b-tch never switch up, thats the code (yea)
its sad i gotta list it cuz everybody fake, a couple are real but i say no names

i can do bad on my own (yea)
i can do good on my own (yea)
lil b-tch stop act like you poppin (yea)
in ten years you gone need a home (yea)
lil b-tch stop act like you grown (yea)
i guarantee you gone marry rich (yea)
cuz yo -ss is f-ckin dumb
all you care about is having fun
no you couldn’t stay down (no)
but i understand
cuz all of these b-tches to fly to have a man
like that make sense, count money get guap on some rich sh-t
you hoes act like you poppin but maf-cka i been on that sh-t!
b-tch!

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