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moneyatmidnight - 20 mins (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1]
i see you in the morning when i wake up
rub you under the covers, give you [a] little shake up
check the clock, yea we only got 20 minutes
let me some ‘lil loving in, ‘fore we finish
good vitamin d, just to start your day
have you feeling, look like, “hip, hop, hurray!!”
i love it, ’cause with you i can have fun
make me feel like we is the only ones that’s really gettin’ it
only ones that’s really living, only ones that spend big…

[verse 2]
spending big, really on these hoes, and you know we got…,
big smoke, let’s get high, four doors on the garage
audi and the wraith, aahhh!!
oh yeah, that make you say ooh
when you see me ridin’ past: “ooh, ooh!”
only got 20 minutes, gotta hurry…,
20 minutes, late blurry….
can’t tell time, ’cause the diamonds flash
and you know i’m goin’ fast on that ass
in the brand new f+ckin’ lamborgini, but i half the price…,
audi “rs6q”, whatever the f+ck you wanna do!
just know i’m gettin’ paid…,
just know i’m gettin’ my own money, motherf+ckin’ way!
[verse 3]
yea baby i love you, but we only got 20 minutes
’cause you know we gotta get out the bed, and we gotta go get it
gotta go get this money, gotta go count the hundreds
gotta talk to the bank teller, gotta ask her “how is the weather?”
and you know you gotta get the bag
and you know you gotta cop a jag
but you know them things f+ck up…, i don’t really want it, huh+huh!
but you know i get what i want!
but you know i get what i flaunt!
but you know these haters f+ckin’ mad
but you know it’s really motherf+ckin’ so sad…,

[verse 4]
one thing that i learned when i stop stressin
it makes a little room for some blessings
and you know the lord lookin’ our for ya’ all the time
but you know, people don’t got that on they mind
they don’t wanna f+ckin’ talk about it…,
cause they only got, 20 minutes
gotta get money, gotta get it! but you know…,
gotta thank god every muhf+ckin’ day that you wake…,
and you know…, it’s real in these streets, don’t f+ckin’ play!
don’t f+ckin’ play with it!
get struck down, that corona way with it…,
aye, aye! gone away with it!

- moneyatmidnight lyrics

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