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joey fatts - one goal lyrics

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[phone call intro]
you’ve reached fatts, hit me back

hey there joey, it’s your uncle, you know man call me back. take your d-ck out that girl’s mouth and call me. i need twenty dollars

[hook: joey fatts]
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough

[verse 1: joey fatts]
all a n-gga need is more dough
front row blowing h-lla’ blunt smoke
ain’t supposed to do this sh-t but we don’t give a f-ck though
cutthroat, man i swear all my n-ggas cutthroats
if you want that drama bring that bullsh-t to his front door
you ain’t really ’bout it, what you acting tough for?
all these b-tches ’bout it, they tryna’ get f-cked though
i be really outchea’, try me you’ll get bust on
boy i’m really cripping, really with the business on a mission, had no pot to p-ss in, so i had to grind and make a difference
now i’m counting digits, in a condo with foreign b-tches
and they all with it, they gon’ let all my partners hit it
thumbing through them benjies while another blunt is bein’ twisted

[hook: joey fatts]
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough

[verse 2: joey fatts]
remember days i ain’t have sh-t
now i’m stuffing bands up in my mattress
f-cking on an actress, a n-gga living lavish
started from the bottom so we hustle with a p-ssion
i show no comp-ssion, my momma raised a savage
i been grinding all day, tryna’ get this money
making sure me and my dogs straight
thuggin’ since the pee-wee now my money stack the long way
when you making money you should know these n-ggas gon’ hate, give a f-ck ’bout what these hoes say
its all about the dough, i’m all about the dough
spilling liquor on my floor, lil’ b-tch you’ve gotta go
n-ggas hating from a distance so i got a scope
and i ain’t gotta’ say i’m ’bout it, they already know

[hook: joey fatts]
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough
all we got is one goal, to get more dough
got a foreign b-tch bring that ho to the condo
while we count chips, she make sure she keep a blunt rolled
never get enough, n-gga i need more dough



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