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moneymarr – cut like that lyrics

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[intro]
uh (might as well rock that b+tch), skrrt
moneymarr, uh, let’s go

[chorus]
i ain’t been f+ckin’ with n+ggas who f+ck with the other side
catch me a vic, sh+t gon’ be a homicide
we got choppas and dracs and that sh+t really multiply
yeah, i’m the g.o.a.t., n+gga, sheeps better recognize
independent and rich, refuse to be colonized
put titties on glocks, we call that sh+t chopper eyes
shoot at the heart, we don’t do the choppin’ eyes
shots to his stomach, that sh+t left him traumatized
how many n+ggas’ b+tches did i f+ck?
i don’t even know, i just know that i’m cut
touch a couple of m’s, then it’s up and it’s stuck
shootеr from milwaukee shoot like a buck
want me a lambo’, a urus, i want me a truck
it’s a fortunе, but i need fast sh+t
10k, two plays, one day, stash it
audi a4, hit the stick, ’bout to crash it

[verse]
narcs on d+ck tryna keep come get me
fox 5 sh+t, n+ggas runnin’ the city
south side, 4628 trenches
packs comin’ in, young n+gga break benches
bank account healthy, i’m married to digits
shoutout the block, n+ggas playin’ with pigeons
cartier bustdown, bustdown glistenin’
hop in that hoop, then my young n+ggas fishin’
i sent a hit over, but them n+ggas b+tches
i’m ’bout to get over, b+tch, i’m the realest
fake+ass percs, that sh+t give me sickness
b+tch, i’m the one, not the two, i’m the sickest
i bend your b+tch over, then give her inches
no, we ain’t beefin’, he just in my mentions
how you my opp and ain’t get to the riches?
ain’t beefin’ ’bout sh+t if it ain’t ’bout the millions
[chorus]
i ain’t been f+ckin’ with n+ggas who f+ck with the other side
catch me a vic, sh+t gon’ be a homicide
we got choppas and dracs and that sh+t really multiply
yeah, i’m the g.o.a.t., n+gga, sheeps better recognize
independent and rich, refuse to be colonized
put titties on glocks, we call that sh+t chopper eyes
shoot at the heart, we don’t do the choppin’ eyes
shots to his stomach, that sh+t left him traumatized
how many n+ggas’ b+tches did i f+ck?
i don’t even know, i just know that i’m cut
touch a couple of m’s, then it’s up and it’s stuck
shooter from milwaukee shoot like a buck
want me a lambo’, a urus, i want me a truck
it’s a fortune, but i need fast sh+t
10k, two plays, one day, stash it
audi a4, hit the stick, ’bout to crash it



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