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hoodrich clikk - money lyrics

[intro]
all in, n+gga
money, money, money
dj [?]

[pre+chorus]
and all i want is money (them racks)
and a n+gga won’t take that from me (a n+gga ain’t take that from me)
better than a hunnid y’all n+ggas that come in (for the one)
try the, try the hoodrich sh+t, we dubbin’ (buh, buh, buh, buh)
gotta have j’s in the yard, we buggin’ (we buggin’)
we’ll move this about that money (we fly about the money)
n+gga, we k!ll n+ggas ’bout that money (we fly about the money)
these lame n+ggas just so funny (we fly about the money)

[chorus]
all i, all i want is
money, money, money, money, monеy (them racks)
all i, all i want is
money, money, monеy, money, money (them racks)
man, all i want is
money, money, money, money, money (them racks)
man, all i want is (hoodrich clikk)
money

[verse 1]
right, that trap came jugglin’
why do y’all k!ll us off a man named cousin?
why do really all them bands keep coming?
try to up my sh+t, jump in, i’m dumpin’
got them lil’ p+ssies and they duckin’, they runnin’
y’all talk that sh+t, y’all n+ggas so funny
y’all ain’t for the street, y’all ain’t gettin’ no money
get you bent like a boss
hol+hol+hol’ up, hol’ up (hol’ up, hol’ up)
i doubt that (i doubt that)
hol’ up, hol’ up
i don’t want the sack (right)
big, big bands on me, i keep the rack
present like a roll call, barely stacked
one flip in the trap, homie, get it back
i don’t run that work, like all i want
[pre+chorus]
and all i want is money (them racks)
and a n+gga won’t take that from me (a n+gga ain’t take that from me)
better than a hunnid y’all n+ggas that come in (for the one)
try the, try the hoodrich sh+t, we dubbin’ (buh, buh, buh, buh)
gotta have j’s in the yard, we buggin’ (we buggin’)
we’ll move this about that money (we fly about the money)
n+gga, we k!ll n+ggas ’bout that money (we fly about the money)
these lame n+ggas just so funny (we fly about the money)

[chorus]
all i, all i want is
money, money, money, money, money (them racks)
all i, all i want is
money, money, money, money, money (them racks)
man, all i want is
money, money, money, money, money (them racks)
man, all i want is

[verse 2: 21 savage]
go+go+go and get that check, that what my momma told me (go, go, go)
keep one in the chamber, what the streets showed me (bah, bah)
b+tch, we gettin’ money (money), y’all n+gga funny (funny)
hunnid round drum, he ain’t takin’ sh+t from me (ain’t take sh+t)
m+m+money, money, money (money)
mileage, mileage, mileage (mileage)
lamborghini, ‘rari (‘rari), poppin’ wheelies on the highway (the highway)
who+who+who the f+ck gon’ stop me? (21, 21, 21)
hoodrich cash, boy, that’s how the fun i’m riding’ (21, 21, hot’ up, hot’ up, hot’ up)
[pre+chorus]
and all i want is money (them racks)
and a n+gga won’t take that from me (a n+gga ain’t take that from me)
better than a hunnid y’all n+ggas that come in (for the one)
try the, try the hoodrich sh+t, we dubbin’ (buh, buh, buh, buh)
gotta have j’s in the yard, we buggin’ (we buggin’)
we’ll move this about that money (we fly about the money)
n+gga, we k!ll n+ggas ’bout that money (we fly about the money)
these lame n+ggas just so funny (we fly about the money)

[verse 3]
all i, all i want is money, ten, twenty, fifty hunnids
i might get a slam dunk, and n+gga, all i see is hunnids
i got 21 savage rocking’ wit’ me gettin’ money
we get two cups, matchin’ water, diamonds like a sunday (two+two cups)
if i g+ngb+ng, i get blood money like po+[?] (blling, blling)
and my bad b+tch stylish, thousand dollar nail polish (blling, uh+huh)
i got suicide bomb shooters on one+one, bin laden (g+gun)
i took twenty+one globes on the mileage like a diver
[pre+chorus]
and all i want is money (them racks)
and a n+gga won’t take that from me (a n+gga ain’t take that from me)
better than a hunnid y’all n+ggas that come in (for the one)
try the, try the hoodrich sh+t, we dubbin’ (buh, buh, buh, buh)
gotta have j’s in the yard, we buggin’ (we buggin’)
we’ll move this about that money (we fly about the money)
n+gga, we k!ll n+ggas ’bout that money (we fly about the money)
these lame n+ggas just so funny (we fly about the money)

- hoodrich clikk lyrics

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