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mku630 - fashion show lyrics

(hook)
i’ll pay, i tell her come smoke
brand new bullets who’s skin gone be broke
you jealous cause b+tches i poke
under my wings i got lil bro
aye
the money we elope
when i got it it’s easy to cope
i got tiffany bagging the co
take your clothes off no more fashion show
aye … longlive tlo my condolences goes to the los’

(verse 1)
pull up i pull up i pull up up under i pull up inside of the ridge
you to scared come out of your own neighbor hood n+gga a b+tch n+gga a kittеn
aye.i shoot your kids
i shoot em i shoot em i did
i do, what chu gon do
thеy be going out more then you
n+gga we getting that money i do what i say i do what i can
yea aye…
i put golden rings on my hands
count on me just like the money
p+ssy juice i wash my hands
but i rather get to my lil mama she never tell me that i can’t
aye
she better than you she got yams
she got peaches a beautiful clam
drive me crazy, go viva la bam
i’ll do anything for my lil fam
sell for my soul for alot bought a lamb
gave a homeless family a band
from the bottom i came from the sand
mama yo wish is now my command

(verse 2)

pull up i pull up i pull up up under i pull up until i get rich
i blessed you with this
so much gold on skin i’m a prince
we tag up your fence
bounce your bubbly b+tt on a benz
the b+tch left a dent, coca cola bottle she bad
and she know she bad
money is her 2nd language
grew up near the trap
so much money look like pages
twin givenchy pants just in case one of em get damaged
ima pull up fast if you ever call in danger

- mku630 lyrics

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