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money montage - houston atlanta lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
houston, atlanta
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat, hit her with that texas grammar
yeah
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat

[verse 1]
look at my fanta
when i leave houston, i pour in atlanta, my b+tch like a panda
black and white, all i need is the green in my money counter
look at my ice, n+gga, i feel like turell santana
yeah, n+ggas say we at war, i think it’s just propaganda
yeah, no bob the builder, but my n+ggas, they still carry hammers
yeah, made the work flip, got a bad b+tch in alabama
yeah, but my n+ggas tryna re+up
got a fam’ be loyal, jaffin’ prenups
and my mom camе over on a visa
now i’m in the benz rollin’ weed up
got a spanish ting namеd maria
but d+mn, she look just like aleeyah
i just poured a four in a liter
then i skrrt+skrrt in a beamer
then it’s back to the dough
yeah, back to the money, yeah, back to the gualla, yeah, we done sold all of the dope
[chorus]
houston, atlanta
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat, hit her with that texas grammar
yeah
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat, hit her with that texas grammar

[verse 2]
look, uh
said i ain’t got sh+t to prove
i ain’t got sh+t to lose
i got too much to do
i’m not in different crews
i’m not in different crews
i done came up and they see it
facetimein’ no money and cheesin’
in love with the money, i need it
in love with the money, i need it
uh, yeah
gango
whole lot of b+tches with the bankrolls
yeah, there he go
whole lot of cash but the fame, ho
real n+gga, one hundred
i done made somethin’ from nothin’
tee got a few apes on it
outcome, a n+gga wait on it, yeah
facin’ this, don’t pass it, ass, you’re broke as a joke and i’m laughing, uh
makin’ this sh+t look like magic, uh
all of you n+ggas so average
all of you n+ggas so passive
i know you hate on the low
makin’ the money and stack it, uh
i cost a brick for a show
[chorus]
houston, atlanta
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat, hit her with that texas grammar
yeah
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, atlanta to houston
houston, atlanta to houston, atlanta
yeah, out with my crew and i just poured up out a dirty fanta
yeah
georgia peach, ass fat

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