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marv allen - money up lyrics

[intro: marv allen]
please fill my cup up
tore up then roll up
got two hoes six-nine
they both f-ck, i finish up
head out, we fired up
power cars, we wired up
pull up they see us
you big mad, give no f-cks

[chorus: marv allen]
my hustle game winning, homie go’n get your money up
hating on a n-gg-, homie go’n get your money up
fairytale living, homie go’n get your money up
go’n get your money up, go’n get your money up
my hustle game winning, homie go’n get your money up
hating on a n-gg-, homie go’n get your money up
fairytale living, homie go’n get your money up
go’n get your money up, go’n get your money up

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
hatin’ on a n-gg-, ain’t gon’ get you nowhere
i told the plug send the pack through the air
designer everywhere like what i’ma wear?
i be blowin’ them racks like i don’t even care
got the nine on me like i’m steve mcnair
or rondo, i ran them bands up pr-nto
i put the 3-5 in the front tow, i’m head honcho
i got more straps than a gunshow
pull up on him, hop out on him
spray his -ss, wet his -ss, f-ck a poncho
i’m in the trap all day, slanging sh-t
night to morning like alonzo
i’m in cali with a diva n-gg-
bad b-tch like to tease a n-gg-
told my jeweler go’n freeze a n-gg-
see my diamonds h-ttin’ before you see me n-gg-
they say i’m arrogant, they say i’m conceited
i f-cked her then told her like michael, b-tch beat it
i put the drink in the two liter, tahiti
the ap on my wrist water, fiji
if you broke, go get your money up
i talk like this here ’cause my money up
this draco i got hold a hundred plus
play with me i’ma bust like a nut

[verse 2: marv allen]
blow the whole check, life’s sweet, zack and cody show
let her kiss the pickle, what’s your name, i ain’t trying to know
f-ck it do it big, bruce bruce, yeah the bank swole
when he overchargin’ i’ma spend it, but you can’t though
but really we living legends, a blessing to live and tell it
too much of the money making you jelly, boy i’m really petty
i’m pointing that thing to your belly
that probably will leave you smelly
just put me in cold weather
give me the ice and watch me sell it
got a lot of those, got a lot of those
f-cking up a check, let that money blow
got a lot of those, got a lot of those
f-cking up a check, let that money blow

- marv allen lyrics

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