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hillel - money fever lyrics

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hillel – money fever
[chorus 1]

i remember looking from the bleachers
now i give these b-tches baby fever
pulling up with tint
so i can’t see ya
fan myself with hunnids
i got money fever

i got money
i got money
i got money
i got money fever

everything i do is off the f-cking meter
white girls on me
i got jungle fever
we don’t do no talking baby girl
hit me my d-mn beeper

new sports coupe
in the drive way
everyday with us
is like a friday
all we eat
is houstons mama
we don’t eat at friday’s
like my women freaky
give me top on the highway

and if we crash
i’m doing the dash
911 never catch me
cause my sh-t is too fast

woah woah uh
money machine (effect)
cash machine
she losing her breathe
we the asthma team

uh what
she losing her breathe
we the asthma team

step in the club
jump on the table
i’m probably leaving with the waitress

got your baby momma n-gga
that’s too d-mn bad
she told me you were lame
she was too d-mn sad

-flex

rub my hands
rub my hands like birdman
i play the game
and i got on all of my chains

remember when they
use to stunt on a n-gga
but now they know a n-gga name
i’m all about benjamin frank’s
i’m all about benjamin frank’s
but i

(hook 2)

i remember looking from the bleachers
now i give these b-tches baby fever
pulling up with tint
so i can’t see ya
fan myself with hunnids
i got money fever

[verse 2]

look at this young n-gga flexin
everything i do is on another level
when i pulled off
i hit a f-cking shutter
hot flame car i call that b-tch the devil

yeah
all my n-ggas is mvp
all n-ggas in vip
247 we icey
247 we icey

just to be honest
i had two brianna’s
one look like kiana one look like rihanna
i’m thanking my momma
for raising a stunna
i’m thanking my momma for raising
a number one stunna

woooh uh
hop in the booth
and this b-tch hot like a sauna
hot-

all of my exes is looking for come ups
naw
stop calling me girl
cause just changed my number
i just changed my number

-i did baby

it’s bad b-tches in the b- hamas

i got things to do and i got things to move

(hook 2)

i remember looking from the bleachers
now i give these b-tches baby fever
pulling up with tint
so i can’t see ya
fan myself with hunnids
i got money fever

- hillel lyrics

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