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money man - exotic lyrics

[hook]
buzzin’ it like the migos
used to trap out a regal
i’m fly like a seagull
reefer sticky like needles
cpn me a condo
cashin’ out ain’t no car notes
swervin’ watching for potholes
all this weed i’m a narco
sellin’ bags of gelato
b-tch i’m hoodrich like pablo
i had weed in my locker
i’m gettin’ rich from the ganja
i go to sleep with a choppa
i’m caressin’ her body (yeah)
my car full of narcotics (yeah)
got them blues in my pocket (yeah)
bookbag gucci like jansport
my car came with a p-ssport
220 on the dashboard
got exotic for cheaper, dawg
fresh as h-ll like it’s easter, dawg
f-ck these n-ggas i don’t need em at all

[verse]
f-ck her good she exhausted
i hit her then drop her right back off to college
this rollie patek, i got two different watches
these n-ggas be plottin’
i got clientele frequently shoppin’
got rich n-ggas constantly coppin’
the stick to your noggin’
you know how i’m rockin’
you shouldn’t have been talkin’
i do this sh-t often
you know that i’m havin’
i f-ck like a savage
i grow me some cabbage
my choker got pointer
i don’t need no pointers
come set an appointment, to get you some bags
i got wonderful gas
imma buss out the dash
imma whip this b-tch fast
imma hop out and fast
independent like ghazi
i caught me a play out a cpn rarri
she calling me papi
i just dropped off ten to my homie, he say that he got me
we sent that sh-t kinda compressed so it’s blocky
but it’s really strong and it’s really exotic
she stare at my chain cause she say its hypnotic
i told her, “come here lemme touch on your body,”
with the green i’m a giant so i’m really jolly
them blues they gone bus out my muhf-ckin’ pocket
them bullets gone buss out this muhf-ckin’ 45
how he made 70k from a profile
eatin’ on dinner with plugs at the sundial

[hook]
buzzin’ it like the migos
used to trap out a regal
i’m fly like a seagull
reefer sticky like needles
cpn me a condo
cashin’ out ain’t no car notes
swervin’ watching for potholes
all this weed i’m a narco
sellin bags of gelato
b-tch i’m hoodrich like pablo
i had weed in my locker
i’m gettin’ rich from the ganja
i go sleep wit a choppa
i’m caressin’ her body (yeah)
my car full of narcotics (yeah)
got them blues in my pocket (yeah)
bookbag gucci like jansport
my car came with a p-ssport
220 on the dashboard
got exotic for cheaper dawg
fresh as h-ll like its easter dawg
f-ck these n-ggas i don’t need em at all

- money man lyrics

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