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king los - tha life lyrics

[hook def]
money and b-tches
b-tches and money
i’m addicted to money
my only interest is money
you ain’t gettin’ it sonny
thats why yo’ b-tches wan’ f-ck me
you want me
come find me
i’m right at the end of the money (2x’s) (1st time, stack) (2nd time, whoo)

[verse 1 merk]

money and b-tches, i got it made
and i keep ’em clean like i got a maid
and i’m stuntin’ with this bread
f-ck that modest face
they tell me this money’ll k!ll you
i tell ’em i’m not afraid
see i grind for this sh-t grind for this sh-t
so much i ain’t got time for this sh-t
money everywhere swear i lie in the sh-t
me too h-ll no you lying and sh-t
i’m keepin’ a stack
this is what i do
im livin’ to rap man i’m dying to spit
i’m too high in this sh-t
mixtapes on deck
i’m supplying this sh-t
cause i am the sh-t, b-tch
yes i am the smell
my pockets too fat
they wide and they swell
i’m trying to tell
you, if gluttony is a sin
i’m dying in h-ll
f-ck it cause i refuse to be one of these n-ggas
eatin’ but barely they skin and bones
make it to the top get so high and they fell
splat, fall face plant
see me i ball sp-ce jam
and you just mad
cause we taking y’all place then, (sorry)
sore loser
now that ain’t nice at all
shake hands
we taking over
this is this is just a small chase bank

[hook def]

money and b-tches
b-tches and money
i’m addicted to money
my only interest is money
you ain’t gettin’ it sonny
thats why yo’ b-tches wan’ f-ck me
you want me
come find me
i’m right at the end of the money (2x’s) (1st time, stack) (2nd time, whoo)

[verse 2 los]

i gotta choppa named charlie
a b-tch named charlie
wit’ a choppa on a harley
that’ll chop a ho for me
li’l proper snow bunny
that’ll chop a whole onion
when it’s goin’ down
she got that geronimo for me
got a b-tch named cris
that only drink moe
i got a b-tch named moe
that only drink cris
i bring chrissy mo’ moe
i bring moe mo’ cris
meet ’em at the mo-mo
and then i f-ck both chicks
cause b-tch i ball, john wall, chris paul, paul pierce
b-tch eyeb-lls’ll fall out her head
i over ball just like eyelids
i’m over y’all just like pilots
stop eyeballin’ this life i live
you ain’t do sh-t once that twice i did
so stop talkin’ bout whatcha finna do
whatcha meant ta do
whatcha men’ll do
you pretended you were
such a general
but in general
ten of you couldn’t equal one me n-gga
better act right you could stand on the moon
with a flashlight still couldn’t son me n-gga
im comfy n-gga
and you muf-ckas be bums
and i’m more like a bun-b n-gga
underground king
come and see
what a pimp-c
and do you
i done done me
im out

[hook def]

b-tches and money
always after the money
i crack a bottle
smash a model
get back to the money
see thats the model that we follow
you lackin’ it dummy
that’s why the gat by the tummy
‘case one you b-st-rds act funny
no work no fame
that’s why famers go beserk on lames
and i squirt those flames on the worst propane
no pain no gain and my verse cocaine
cause its d-e-f hyphen n hyphen m
e-r-k flow firemen i admit
if you ever thought you was fly as them try again
you’re a deer trapped in a lion’s den, raw (got d-mnnn)
man i stroggle hard, bow guard
and go off oh-lah
when the lights get low
and the crowd gets quiet
when beginners start the mic and so guard your broad
if ya b-tch type bad
with a -ss quite fat
i’mma pipe that backseat
of the white jag
had a night cap last week
over my pad
made her bite that scratch me
sorry my bad (i’m sorry)
is that too raw
or too explicit
if you can’t take it
why is you listenin’
and before i wanted this sh-t
my mind was only on money and b-tches

[hook def]

money and b-tches
b-tches and money
i’m addicted to money
my only interest is money
you ain’t gettin’ it sonny
thats why yo b-tches wan’ f-ck me
you want me
come find me
i’m right at the end of the money (2x’s) (1st time, stack) (2nd time, whoo)

- king los lyrics

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