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lola monroe - gimme my money lyrics

(hook)
if it ain’t what i say then it wasn’t, this sh-t ain’t all
b-tch cut the check
gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money
gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money
b-tch cut the check
gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money
gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money, b-tch gimme my money

(verse)
okay, shoppin up in that soho
got a condo up in that noho
but that sh-t ain’t bout nothing
when we live up in that gogo
still prayin for polo, got my money to blow though
and i’m gunnin yo mojo when i’m sellin dough
now i’m runnin yo whole sh-t
when you wanted a doughnut
but i’m coming for you next, you done in a low blow
b, that cs, that ed and v
all my killas after you, pt
‘cause you aren’t kllin me, me id
kill mo, it’s ill flow
rest in paradise to squil though

(verse)
okay, all yall n-gg-s be loafin
f-ck is up with that bread
i ain’t the type to be open
less i’m getting that jet
i’m talkin coppin yo options ain’t equivalent to mine
my private’s private,
you just weak from yo ligaments to spine
cocaine, she make the dope n-gg-s clap
now sh-t tighter than a broke n-gg- pocket
and the broke n-gg-s actin when the b-tch getting money
middle finger up ‘cus a b-tch getting money
gang bring n-gg-s out like bary fonse
but i don’t even play less they carry arms
carry on, come f-ck with my ego
garfield’s is hanging on my t-blow

- lola monroe lyrics

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