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mally mall - some money lyrics

[hook: blake kelly]
all these b-tches f-ckin for some money,all these b-tches f-ckin for some money
all these b-tches f-ckin for some money, but ain’t a damb thang change, you ain’t gettin nothin from me
all these b-tches f-ckin for some money, all these b-tches f-ckin for some money

[verse 1: too short]
don’t lie, i know how you make a living
you a hoe, not a housewife in the kitchen
tell them square -ss n-ggas you selebit
but you and me know you be selling it
i don’t pick up p-ssy, that’s what rookies do
get her loose, that’s what the drink and the cookies do
you tell a n-gga like me is gonna cost me
you be f-ckin for the money, feelin bossy
old school game, i was raised right
24 7, live the player’s life
you sell it from vegas to the vadakin
sell that p-ssy to asians to africans
you ain’t a hoe, you must be sick, b-tch
f-ckin with me, you won’t get sh-t
all you goin get is this big d-ck
better hurry up, and get you a rich trick
b-tch!

[verse 2: slim the mobster]
my x hate me, even though she used to date me
in the club, but she never could replace me
i’m the best, and she say she never knew it
never could admit it, but i f-cked her like she knew it
all my b-tches forin, call them basian
and all my n-ggas on, call them the a team
we been ballin for a minute, that’s a great thing
and now we finna shine, that’s amazing
pull up to the club in that t street
all you n-ggas mad, cause you envy
b-tch bad, she be cheatin, why she with me
three sons, you can catch m on my instate

[verse 3: blake kelly]
you probably f-cked my b-tch, unless you payed for it
i’m a cold hearted n-gga, you ain’t made for it
i know she made you wait for it
but imma ride her like a skateboard
8 brauds, 6 cars, 5 boats in the backyard
for this here money, imma go hard
40 grams sawed off, 20 grams in my yard
face like oh man, -ss like good lord
mix that jamison with the lemonade
hit the club, shut it down like back pain
my b-tch ain’t ever ride a tocki
sh-t, i only do it for the profit
strapped up, my coope flawliss
rollies and new watches, only get haters when you poppin
my bottom b-tch on the sh-t, getting chips
you mad, cause you can’t stop it

- mally mall lyrics

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