moneymarr – mix it lyrics
[intro]
who made this sh+t, pharaoh?
kutta, cut that sh+t up, man
uh
[pre+chorus]
model b+tches, yeah, i like ’em
all this new money, got b+tches excited
circle too big, gotta get sh+t tighter
i told her open her mouth a little wider (yeah)
jet time, hop on a private
i wanna go to monte, go to islands
all the rich n+ggas just sit back in silence
all broke n+ggas just need ’em some guidance (yeah)
[verse 1]
ain’t think i was makin’ it this far
dirty diana, ain’t hoppin’ in this car
back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
please don’t speak, put my d+ck where your lips are (uh)
smokin’ on dope, that’s prеssure
got two cars, need one more еxtra
first in the hood, yeah, they callin’ me special
when i go shoppin’, i need all the specials (yeah)
[chorus]
mix it, mix it, mix it
too many b+tches, got them in the mix
[verse 2]
can’t trust none of ’em, everybody tricky
broke+ass n+ggas, that sh+t make me sick
100k dropped, sh+t came too quick
money can’t stop, process won’t quit
get me a check and i’m takin’ a trip
i beat the back and that p+ssy gon’ drip (yeah)
[pre+chorus]
model b+tches, yeah, i like ’em
all this new money, got b+tches excited
circle too big, gotta get sh+t tighter
i told her open her mouth a little wider (yeah)
jet time, hop on a private
i wanna go to monte, go to islands
all the rich n+ggas just sit back in silence
all broke n+ggas just need ’em some guidance (yeah)
[chorus]
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it
too many b+tches, got them in the mix (uh)
[verse 3]
point ’em out
diamonds, bringin’ them pointers out
our n+ggas time is running out
once you in that jam, ain’t no comin’ out
ain’t worried ’bout followers, worried ’bout dollars
when it come to trap sh+t, yeah, i’m a scholar
back in the day, we was poppin’ them collars
back in the day, give a f+ck ’bout a college (yeah)
[pre+chorus]
model b+tches, yeah, i like ’em
all this new money, got b+tches excited
circle too big, gotta get sh+t tighter
i told her open her mouth a little wider (yeah)
jet time, hop on a private
i wanna go to monte, go to islands
all the rich n+ggas just sit back in silence
all broke n+ggas just need ’em some guidance (yeah)
[refrain]
ain’t think i was makin’ it this far
dirty diana, ain’t hoppin’ in this car
back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
please don’t speak, put my d+ck where your lips are (uh)
smokin’ on dope, that’s pressure
got two cars, need one more extra
first in the hood, yeah, they callin’ me special
when i go shoppin’, i need all the specials (yeah)
[chorus]
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it, mix it
mix it, mix it
too many b+tches, got them in the mix
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