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money man - pull up lyrics

[verse 1: gucci mane]

this rollie here nothing but 40 pointers
shoot no three’s just a bunch of jumpers
40 day 40 night n-gga nothin’ but water
this neckpiece cost me one and a quarter
your b-tch to me is like a nick to me
and a brick to me is like a nick to me
20 bags of og got a bell on me
three bricks got a whole hotel on me
devil in a red dress cooking deuces up in prada shoes
baby girl my tight end catch a bone just like a [?]
guwop man i’m upper echelon and i got higher goals
black tycoon with more stock in the city than ted turner do
ftw, wcw [?]
zone 6 governor standing on top of ya
gucci [?]
gucci gotta check out my czechoslovakia
landed the [?] and i know that i’m popular
grab you and rob you and check our your nautica and if you don’t talk i’ll beam the sh-t out of ya

[chorus: money man]
pull up on you put a stick in ya face
pull up on you put a brick in ya face
roll up that pressure then go up to sp-ce
they not a hunnid so we don’t relate
i sip dat purple dat muddy muddy
just had the foreign hand washed by a junkie
faithfully i go and get me some money
you not a boss you a mf flunkie
break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
serve u a pound out a motherf-ckin’ wraith
light up dat pressure then go up to sp-ce
pop me a seal then drank up an 8
break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
serve u a pound out a mf wraith
light up dat pressure then go up to sp-ce
pop me a seal then drank up an 8

[verse 1: money man]
pop me a perk and then go up to jupiter
i send a goon to come motherf-ckin’ shoot at cha
serve u a p in a cutl-ss on forgis
my condo sittin on 38 stories
break down a bale then sweep up a zip
serve u a brick out a wraith and then dip
roll up da pressure then p-ss it to gucci
they say the b-tch i’m wit favor karrueche
po up a 8 of the muddy then stumble
catch me a play like i came out a huddle
moneyman tarzan i hang in the jungle
nothin but blue hunnids fill up my bundle
sometimes i feel like the world on my shoulders
fly to the west and den meet wit a grower
i got dat purple diluting my soda
ride wit my troops imma boss & a soldier
this is a warning don’t play wit a hooligan
bust at u reload then we gon shoot again
feds done got hipped so we pick up and move again
that n-gga fake i don’t want sh-t to do wit him
reup in denver then drive to atlanta
they smell this pack that i got in savannah
they smell this pack that i got in new york
bc some n-ggas u cannot extort

[chorus: money man]
pull up on you put a stick in ya face
pull up on you out a brick in ya face
roll up that pressure then go up to sp-ce
they not a hunnid so we don’t relate
i sip dat purple dat muddy muddy
just had the foreign hand washed by a junkie
faithfully i go and get me some money
you not a boss you a mf flunkie
break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
serve u a pound out a mf wraith
light up dat pressure then go up to sp-ce
pop me a seal then drank up an 8th
break down a bale and then sweep up the shake
serve u a pound out a mf wraith
light up dat pressure then go up to sp-ce
pop me a seal then drank up an 8th

- money man lyrics

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