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lola monroe – gettin’ to it lyrics

[verse 1: lola monroe]
pullin’ 4 wheelers out
f-ck they talkin’ bout?
i put my 4 k!llers out
they won’t chalk ‘em out
my b-tches in the trap
they be silent in the hood
might push your wig back
got me pillin’ what you should
woulda could should n-gga
wish you woulda coulda figured
p-ssy automatic target
wish you woulda pulled the trigger
wide receivers for them keys
them n-ggas still coppin’ ocho’s
columbiano though
b-tch we get it by the boatload
we squeeze it like a toupee
and he tie me like a two piece
it taste just like some koolaid
threw it back just like a bouquet
i’m like ladi dadi dadi
but my stacks just took a potty
money piling like a potty
pockets poppin’ like a molly

[hook: wiz khalifa]
gettin’ so much spending like there’s nothing to it
got it so i show it that’s just how i do it
all this f-cking money i been getting to it…
[lola monroe]
all this f-cking money i been getting to it…
[wiz khalifa]
get a hundred grand and i be runnin’ through it
pull that panamera up i get into it
all this f-cking money i been getting to it…
[lola monroe]
all this f-cking money i been getting to it…

[verse 2: lola monroe]
okay, merkin’ with berkins
b-tches perpin’ i’m kerkin’
i put that work in this curtains
they conversin’ i’m lurkin’
chickens cluckin’ and pluckin’
like they buckin’ and duckin’
they be f-ckin’ and suckin’
just to get them a buck (in)
i say my ?????????????????
but ????????????????????
from n-ggas with bricksteen’s ???
enough to hit big screens
american gangster, i felt them like cancer
and if you ain’t got my cash i f-ck around and bonk ya
the first young b-tch to whip a bentley through my city though
i was only 18, now the crib is worth a milli ho
i’ll sick my dogs on you, bet you cough up the bread
all this money i’ve been getting bet i’d cut off your head

- lola monroe lyrics

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