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jarren benton - money bag lyrics

[intro]
money bag, money bag, money bag

[verse 1]
might rock leather in the summer
watch for the p’s and piranhas
chopper put a n-gg- in a coma
paramedics right around the corner
momma like the smell of marijuana
but she don’t wanna see a n-gg- high
prayin’ for a n-gg- every hour
cause she afraid to see a n-gg- die
raised on the mothaf-ckin eastside
throwed off n-gg- i don’t seem right
my n-gg-s on go they got the green light
ay level up n-gg- get ya team right
i’m paranoid so i keep the ox on me
fur coat, baby white fox on me
neighbors wanna call the f-ckin’ cops on me
cause i pulled up in the b-tch in the drive homie
ill n-gg-, ill n-gg-, ill n-gg-
h-ll yeah, that’s the way i feel n-gg-
full time job, bout to k!ll n-gg-s
if it ain’t bout the bag, i don’t deal witcha
’95 pac and versace
b-tches p-ssy poppin’ in the lobby
feel good when you puttin’ food on the table, try to stop me i’mma prolly catch a body, it’s a homicide-

[chorus]
money bag, money bag, money bag
h-ll yeah, tony montana bag
b-tch selling p-ssy made a hunnid racks
stick go stand in front of that
bust down, bust down, bust down
just copped a rollie that’s a bust down
chopper go not to bust down
if she ain’t suckin’ d-ck she on the bus now
money bag, money bag, money bag
h-ll yeah, tony montana bag
b-tch selling p-ssy made a hunnid racks
stick go stand in front of that
bust down, bust down, bust down
just copped a rollie that’s a bust down
chopper go not to bust down
if she ain’t suckin’ d-ck she on the bus now

[post-chorus]
money bag, money bag, money bag
h-ll yeah, tony montana bag
b-tch selling p-ssy made a hunnid racks
stick go stand in front of that
bust down, bust down, bust down
flexin’ on the b-tch please calm down
bandcamp drum, hold a hunnid rounds
mask off, lay a n-gg- on the ground

[verse 2]
’96 master p, gold tank
greedy n-gg-, yeah i want the whole bank
get a b-tch, d-ck’ll make the hoe faint
if you a dope boy, cop the whole thang
might hit the beach in a mink
k!lla cam n-gg-, all pink
raekwon cuban gold links
12 wanna throw us in the clink
if you a f-ck n-gg-, i don’t f-ck witchu
i don’t wanna share sp-ce or raise a cup witchu
if i ain’t got the aux i gotta cut n-gg-s
real lowkey, you can catch me in the cut n-gg-
’95 pac and versace
blow a couple grand up at follies
feel good when you bringin’ money to the table try to stop me i’mma prolly catch a body, it’s a homicide-

[outro]
money bag, money bag, money bag

- jarren benton lyrics

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