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jimmy luna – money bag! / uno lyrics

(momma told me!)

hook
getcha money bag!
getcha money bag!
x4
cuz when you broke & you get on it ain’t no comin’ back

verse
okay like bomb omb bomb, like mari yuh
shout that nigga maxo, i’m sorry yuh
rest up jah, i’m gnarly yuh
internet shooters, icarly yuh
stack up dinero like flip flip (flip flip)
i forgot my toof got chip chip (chip chip)
never drink the wok no sip sip (sip sip)
then i hop on appa like yip yip (yip yip)

oh my god.. oh my god, he finally did it
yeah he took yo spot.. he milly rocked across the finish, yeah it’s jimmy lu… like cindy lu, get green for christmas, new b-tch wendy wu.. i told dat bih that we can kick it, yeah i’m doin’ fine, grew with time, now i’m out collectin’ dimes, if he fold if he snitch, thats not yo bro that’s not yo slime, got a bag full of green, thats that rondo numba nine, it ain’t weed, it’s that shit would’ve kept that -ss alive

hook
getcha money bag!
getcha money bag!
x4
cuz when you broke & you get on it ain’t no comin’ back

verse 2
okay, this here for my day ones (okay!)
quit junk, but i’ll take some (okay!)
been a minute since faith won (okay!)
but i promise i’ma take one (okay!)
add spice, we don’t take ls (okay!)
rap nice and i hate bells (ding ding)

(these niggas not really listenin’ hold up, let me really rap for these niggas real quick)

wings on my back like i’m icarus, flow is carnivorous, swallow my sentences (hmm) nigga don’t play w/ my dividends, beat you w/ witnesses, birth you like genesis (hmm) got a new bish, she came with a wish, i wish that these niggas talk gibberish soon— looked at the mirror seen nothin’ but menace then switched up the look like my name was ben tennesson, flow never finishin’, r-r-r-rivetin’, gave up my soul for some blow at my christianin’, now i’m w/ solomon, cho & two b-tches with melanin’ skin, who too woke for the listenin’, f-ck it, my mission is f-ck up the vision that causin’ division’s the goal to bring citizens of the whole globe back together, we livin’ in desolate moments in time for the children and, peace ain’t an option, too close for the sentiment, it ain’t no money in givin’ us simple shit, keepin’ us broke is the wave that we swimmin’ in, startin’ your own is the way to be on, i tell these black kids they could be who they want & never let the colors die and keep your eye up to the sky, that darkness be ya home, momma told me get the bag & then *beep*

hook
getcha money bag!
getcha money bag!
x4
cuz when you broke & you get on it ain’t no comin’ back

verse 3
chasin’, i’m steady chasin’
that’s everyday shit
i’m pacin’ it, catch a case for it if i raced–
these niggas wastin’, these niggas basic ain’t on the slave shift
that safe shit was just a phase for me, man i hate *beep*

see shit, i’m on my lasik, i’m on my optic, my faze shit, see everythang shit, that aimbot shit, face it, i’m bout to pop shit, they finna jock shit, and flock to me, when this drop, jimmy on the top shit, that hot shit that really hot shit, they gonna cop, i’m on the block, really on the block, yeah i’m on the block nigga

(momma told me…)

uno

there ain’t a mothaf-cka here harder than me
(x3)

numero uno!

i’m sure that extra dollar could’ve got you farther
let me tell you how that shit could bring you back your father
thought i was hard until i seen them k!ll then play some fifa
they shot the lil homie for a $5 pizza, that twisted shit that leave you questionin’ ya own behavior
everybody rap, what makes you think you’ll be the savior?
ain’t playin’ games, what makes you f-ckin’ think what you segoes, i’m on the block, pushin’ heavy metal, in my pocket, now who the hardest artist?

there ain’t a mothaf-cka here harder than me
(x3)
numero uno, come to my side & then you’ll see
(x2)

- jimmy luna lyrics

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