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money man - vory lyrics

[hook]
sing to lil mama like vory
i’m gonna pop ya lil top for the glory
when i’m gone they ‘gon tell my kids stories
had to sit all of my whip on forgies
loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain’t no tradin’
had to restructure my ar cause the atf buying braces
at the gun range, n+gga i ain’t doing yoga
baby girl, come and please bend it over
global warming, got the electric range rover
my younging’s will make a n+gga hand his chain over
f+ck that, you can’t show a n+gga no remorse
they might take that for weakness (yeah)
stressing i ain’t have no food inside the fridge
all them broke nights was sleepless (yeah)
[verse 1]
jumping off the patio, we tryna get away from the pigs
i can tell how you talk, that you ain’t never slid
he rappin’ bout a life that he ain’t never live
talkin’ bout some sh+t that he ain’t never did
shawty having water like the nile river
my past stories give a n+gga cold shoes
whole body tatted like the j+panese, apex n+gga we a different breed
shawty try and come put it on a player
pipe her down, the broad was bad and biracial
tell her like it is the truth hurt feelings
i’mma up and squeeze it, like pass it i’m certain
tell a n+gga now a real prayer
keep your eyes open, sh+t get treacherous
the gun safe, got so many sticks ain’t no room in it, gotta cop another one
i got stripes like that n+gga tee higgins
thought it was the indo, but i had remixed it
coolin’ with a bad b+tch who eccentric
made a ghost gun from a 3d printer
gorgeous b+tch with an attitude, she a fire sign, i’ma put it out cause i’m a water sign
got the four+five if n+ggas outta line
i’m the one the street n+ggas idolize
i’ll slap a n+gga with a gen5
where i’m from it’s trap, scam or prison time
imma sing to lil mama just like jacquees
n+gga try to jump me i leave him obsolete
i just wanna apologize to my family for the dysfunction
me and my dogs all wanna [?] , we in conjunction
[hook]
sing to lil mama like vory
i’m gonna pop the lil top on the glory
when i’m gone they ‘gon tell my kids stories
had to sit on all of my whip on forgies
loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain’t no tradin’
had to restructure my ar cause the atf buying braces
at the gun range, n+gga i ain’t doing yoga
baby girl, come and please bend it over
global warming, got the electric range rover
my younging’s will make a n+gga hand his chain over
f+ck that, you can’t show a n+gga no remorse
they might take that for weakness (yeah)
stressing i didn’t have no food inside the fridge
all broke nights was sleepless (yeah)

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