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money man - area 51 lyrics

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(chorus)
they tryna find out my species
i’m burning pound cake with e.t
3 packs landing , 3 peat
[?]
dej loaf wish a n-gga try me
gotta swiper with a fake i.d
only plant based, i don’t eat no meat
i can [?] cc’s and i grow trees
they tryna find out my blood type
and my jewlery shine like flood lights
growing outside at the campsite
my n.y. b-tch gotta over bite
and she always acting so uptight
i just sent two bags overnight
all these dubs n-gga gotta get the count right

(verse)
they tryna find out my origin
they dont know where a n-gga come from
and i got the sauce like yum-yum
i ain’t scared money got two guns
i’m finna take off 3..2…1
i just met the plug at the shogun
take it off bae gone show some
these n-ggas slow they don’t know nothing
ssn i just made one up
i just got approved for a bentley truck
n-gga want smoke i don’t give no f-cks
i got bails on the bed of a pickup truck
my b-tch is a native she stay on the reservation
[?]
when 12 hit the door we evacuated
i put that loud on a motherf-cking calculator
i think he from sp-ce
i think he ain’t human
look how that n-gga be accurately shooting
these b-tches messy they causing confusion
my young n-ggas carting you know they be boosting
we in the trap we gone sleep on a futon
i get that bread like a motherf-cking crouton
i pull up with shooter and hop out the yukon
my b-tch a princess like she came from mulan
my n-gga a wiz he got accounts
we just gone secretly empty them out
we want that check we don’t care bout no clout
made it this far and i ain’t have no vouch
ll cool j i got p’s in the house
all this exotic , good tree in the house
if 12 find my mac book i know my life over
hit from the back then i turn that b-tch over

(chorus)
they tryna find out my species
i’m burning pound cake with e.t
3 packs landing , 3 peat
[?]
dej loaf wish a n-gga try me
gotta swiper with a fake i.d
only plant based, i don’t eat no meat
i can [?] cc’s and i grow trees
they tryna find out my blood type
and my jewlery shine like flood lights
growing outside at the campsite
my n.y. b-tch gotta over bite
and she always acting so uptight
i just sent two bags overnight
all these dubs n-gga gotta get the count right



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