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m.a.b. - for the love of $ (remix) lyrics

lil n-gga i’m raw
get the semi f-ck the saw
drinkin henny, f-ck the law
gettin remy, cuz i ball
catch me pimpin in my loft
pimpin b-tches, cuz im boss
see them stickin to my b-lls
i dont never kick em off
can u see i pay the cost!
to live this life
i gotta hound of b-tches tryna get my pipe
but a underground b-tch tryna be my wife
that ain’t gonna change who i freak tonight!
i might see the light, but i never follow
cuz while i’m in the dark, a broad tryna swallow
tryna get it on, till the end of tomorrow
sip mascotto, tell we empty the bottles
am i role model? h-ll naw
am i an idol? h-ll yes
keep puffin on the mary cuz im stess
and ima keep writin to the best that i can
till the rest of my fam
is out that life
gotta couple n-ggas comin out tonight!
which means a couple k!llas comin out tonight!
which means a couple b-tches pokin out tonight!
lookin fine tonight, lookin right tonight
even dark skins look bright tonight
and if you think your future lookin bright tonight
my shooter like a viper, tryna bite tonight!
listen if you wanna get it
n-gga get up on yo fitness
n-gga get up up and get it
spittin lyrics like a semi
like the army tryna get me
all yo n-ggas, you can send em!
talk like i’m a felon
but i think like i’ma k!ller
bang bang!!
lil n-gga dont play! lil n-ggas gon hang!
all my n-ggas dont change, all we gotta do is pray
bet i’m gonna get my way
everybody get a plate!
cuz if we die tomorrow
sh-t, we ate today
it was hard before but now its great today
your broad before, but she my bait today
got our hustle on and we chiefin right!
goin hard and we chiefin like
the end is near, so we beefin right?

(for the love of money!)

stunts what i do
hunts what i do
hence, i’m a fool
love what i do
drugs for the goons
blunts fill the room
sl-ts want it too
duck when i pull
cup full of screw
“m.a.b., thats what it do”
hop in the car
c-ck for the broad
cops make it hot
stop then i cop
top make it drop
shots make it hard
to not wanna slob
but i gotta job
so i get it on, then i gotta go and get gone
hold up
rollin with these hit-stones
bezel full of flinstones
just to get a thick joint
tellin me to give bone
“shawty it’s dead if you ain’t givin head
so i’m lookin for the lead chrome
bang bang!” that’s slang for the gang bang
n-ggas buyin ak’s
instead of gettin straight a’s
who is it to blame?
who the one with flame?
who my sl-t today?
i dont give a f-ck, so hey!
pretty b-tch lay
down! take the pipe!
rollin round like snakes at night!
eatin good, thats steak and rice!
from the hood, my latest wife!
takin flight, we on the road!
losing friends, tryna keep my soul!
i’m settin trends, i’m sellin o’s!
i’m tryna win, is you tryna fold b-tch, n-gga?!

- m a b lyrics

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