ma$emoney11 - trigger happy (prod. c.wong) lyrics
huh?
wait
yeah
(c.wong swizzle nizzle)
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
tri-tri-trigger happy
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
trigger trigger trigger
ma$emoney11 (ayy)
my girlfriend is seven (yah)
i just shot your nan, now she be up in heaven (ooh)
yes i like to stab (stab)
pull up in a cab (yeah)
your girl she suck my wink, took her home to my lab
ma$emoney11’s the name (ma$e)
i bought an uzi to the game (money)
my uzi be bringin’ the pain (uzi)
i will put two shots in your brain (woo)
stabbings & stabbings on rackings & rackings on backends i’m crackin’ a xan (chyeah)
hoe you should look at my band (hoe)
checkin’ the ice on my hand yah
ayy, smokin’ up the dope (what?)
hit you with a rope (swag)
b-tch don’t drop the soap (wait)
or i’ll smash your hoe (hey)
better pray & hope (skrrt)
you should hide the c0ke (huh?)
sniff it with your nose, yeah
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
tri-tri-trigger happy
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
trigger trigger trigger
ma$emoney11 (ayy)
my girlfriend is seven (yah)
i just shot your nan, now she be up in heaven (ooh)
yes i like to stab (stab)
pull up in a cab (yeah)
your girl she suck my wink, took her home to my lab
ma$emoney11’s the man (ma$e)
countin’ up yen in j-pan (money)
stabbin’ your b-tch cuz he can (xan)
cookin’ up meth in a pan (ching)
ma$money11 eleven eleven i shot up a 711 (seven)
ma$money11 eleven eleven i also did 9/11 (9/11)
your girl suck me off on a beach (queef)
slurpin’ it up like a peach (yes)
i am too far out to reach (g-y)
let me flex and let me preach (who)
ma$emoney11 eleven eleven the size of my schl-ng is eleven (11)
ma$emoney11 eleven eleven eleven you know i’m a legend ayy
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
tri-tri-trigger happy
ma$emoney trigger happy
trigger-trigger happy
ma$money trigger happy
trigger trigger trigger
ma$emoney11 (ayy)
my girlfriend is seven (yah)
i just shot your nan, now she be up in heaven (ooh)
yes i like to stab (stab)
pull up in a cab (yeah)
your girl she suck my wink, took her home to my lab
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