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moneybagg yo - p run lyrics

[intro]
phew, phew, phew
fifty p’s in a week, i need a hundred least
phew, phew, phew
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, i ain’t get no sleep (gentle beatz)

[chorus]
i run through these ‘bows like i’m deon, n+ggas peon (yo)
why you wait until the b+tch check you to turn your p on? (squares)
turnt so many brands and strands up, had a real p run (ayy)
ice on me could cause a cold front, sh+t look like freon (froze)
uh, uh, bread by the loaf, n+gga, we all ate (no small plates)
if you ask me ’bout ’em, sh+t, they all fake (they all fake)
we just get the money and lеt y’all hate
uh, uh, we just get thе money and let y’all hate (hey)

[verse 1]
ap flooded, i just spent a dubby on goyard luggage
baby love it when i pop my sh+t and let her count it for me
cuban on her chest, new b+tch, who this? (fine)
ain’t missed a hair appointment yet, new b+tch, who this? (she fine)
garlic chicken, private chef, we don’t do the ruth’s chris (no)
bought you a bag the first week, b+tch, l don’t usually do this (never)

behind the tint, i let my seat back while she give it a kiss (uh)
big boy rolls truck, lift your head up, see the stars all in this b+tch
real street n+ggas, if i ever go fed (what?), l’ma give a pod officer this d+ck
i did a fifty k weed promo just to let my dog have this sh+t (yeah)
i don’t want nothin’ if it ain’t that wock’ (no), i’ma let y’all have that tris (l don’t want that sh+t)
three honey buns on a watch just to boost up my ego (jazzy)
i bet’ not hear ’bout him doin’ no hate sh+t, i’m takin’ his ho (come here)
what i’m puffin’ right now, it’s gon’ be 4k for this smoke (exotic)
it ain’t no sample or no tester, gotta pay for this dope
[chorus]
i run through these ‘bows like i’m deon, n+ggas peon (yo)
why you wait until the b+tch check you to turn your p on? (squares)
turnt so many brands and strands up, had a real p run (ayy)
ice on me could cause a cold front, sh+t look like freon (froze)
uh, uh, bread by the loaf, n+gga, we all ate (no small plates)
if you ask me ’bout ’em, sh+t, they all fake (they all fake)
we just get the money and let y’all hate
uh, uh, we just get the money and let y’all hate (hey)

[verse 3]
where the dice at? (go get some) i’m really like that (on god)
take your n+gga jewelry off (ha), where your ice at? (show me)
got what they got but chargin’ more, i call that hype tax (d+mn)
you n+ggas petty, that’s why your trap ain’t jumpin’ like that
uh, uh, i can’t front these n+ggas, they take too long to pay back (facts)
i’m havin’ so much sh+t goin’ on, i really can chill and lay back (coolin’)
just to f+ck off with fatt fox, i went, rebought the maybach (again)
quit actin’ like a opp, if you ain’t one of us, just say that
i’m who put the team on
a hundred p’s touch down, dancin’ in the end zone
like i hear my theme song
primetime with this paper, find a b+tch to spend it on

[chorus]
i run through these ‘bows like i’m deon, n+ggas peon (yo)
why you wait until the b+tch check you to turn your p on? (squares)
turnt so many brands and strands up, had a real p run (ayy)
ice on me could cause a cold front, sh+t look like freon (froze)
uh, uh, bread by the loaf, n+gga, we all ate (no small plates)
if you ask me ’bout ’em, sh+t, they all fake (they all fake)
we just get the money and let y’all hate
uh, uh, we just get the money and let y’all hate (hey)
[outro]
phew, phew, phew
fifty p’s in a week, i need a hundred least
phew, phew, phew
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, i ain’t get no sleep (phew, phew, phew)

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