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mook tbg – google a million (remix) lyrics

[intro: mook tbg]
mm, mm, mm (what it do?)
mm, mm, mm (what it do? what it do? what it do?)

[chorus: mook tbg]
i used to google how to make million dollars, mm, mm, mm (a million dollars)
i still think about the bro, it hurt my heart still, mm, mm, mm (it hurt my heart still)
i made a promise (promise), i promise (i)

[post+chorus: mook tbg]
i’ma hold down for my n+ggas (i’ma hold down for my—, hold it down for my—)
bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas (bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas, yeah, yeah+yeah)
runnin’ through the town with my n+ggas, mm, mm, mm (runnin’ through the town with my—, town with my—)
i’ma hold down for my n+ggas (i’ma hold down for my—, hold it down for my—, yeah, yeah+yeah)
bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas (bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas, yeah, yeah+yeah)
runnin’ through the town with my n+ggas, mm, mm, mm (runnin’ through the town with my—, town with my—)

[verse 1: mook tbg]
thinking that i got the recipe, they keep on comin’ to check for me
they better come with a check for me, i got some k!llers, they nеxt to me (grrah, grrah)
icy chains, my neck’ll freeze
shе try to come get the best of me
have a seat, think i’m next to speak
lil’ n+gga, know it cost to beef
they know i been waitin’ too long for this
my dawg been gone too long for this (d+mn)
i give up all this
i used to google how to get rich (d+mn, d+mn)
i got it, it don’t even mean sh+t
just wanna see all of my dogs good health (yeah)
coppin’ bottles off the top of the shelf (let’s go)
reminiscin’ ’bout the n+ggas we left (mm)
d+mn, that sh+t home, i really walk in this b+tch by myself
never could call a n+gga, they try to rob a n+gga
i had a b+tch so bad, got in her feelings, i had to play to the left
more focused than ever
i got some goals and plans i gotta keep to myself
i hope it get better
[chorus: mook tbg]
i used to google how to make million dollars, mm, mm, mm (a million dollars)
i still think about the bro, it hurt my heart still, mm, mm, mm (it hurt my heart still)
i made a promise (promise), i promise (i)

[post+chorus: mook tbg & p3k on 1thou]
i’ma hold down for my n+ggas (i’ma hold down for my—, hold it down for my—, yeah, yeah+yeah)
bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas (bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas, yeah, yeah+yeah)
runnin’ through the town with my n+ggas, mm, mm, mm (runnin’ through the town with my—, town with my—)
runnin’ through the town
i’ma hold down for my n+ggas (i’ma hold down for my—, hold it down for my—, mook, cool me down)
bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas (bust a hundred rounds for my n+ggas, i got a couple switches)
runnin’ through the town with my n+ggas (runnin’ through the town with my—, town with my—)

[verse 2: p3k on 1thou]
runnin’ through the town with my—
i wish you would, we lay you down
glock 45, that’s a quarter pound
we let off five, we shoot you down
p3k got millions
n+gga, f+ck your feelings
tryna take mine, we k!ll him
made them racks drug dealin’ (gang, gang)
n+gga, drop top, we crusin’ (skrrt+skrrt)
put them bands on your head, we shoot it
i f+cked your b+tch, i can prove it
all my boys ran through it (gang)
she got a tat’ on the back say “tbg”
she f+ck with mook or p3k (she gang)
she keep sayin’, “more ‘migo,” we smashed her in the regal (regal)
i know she gon’ tell them people how i move that fentanyl or that cocaine, be illegal
b+tch, you ain’t no barbie (no+no)
i love sloppy+toppy (yeah)
all you can do is mop me, then clean it in the lobby (clean up)
i coped that new ferrari (skrrt+skrrt)
pulled up to the party (“yo, p”)
middle finger up them dusty hoes (dusty hoes)
skrrt off fast, that’s how we roll (vroom, roll+roll)
knock down b+tches like dominos (skrrt, dominos)
goyard bag for all my bros (racks, bros)
i rep my team ’til the day i die
i would never, never, never love no ho (no ho)
gang (gang), gang (gang)
put a bag on your bag, big crypto
i bought my team new pistols
we slimed him at the disco (turn up)
get two hundred ki’s of fentanyl
hit the booty club and watch me ball
i’m p3k, i throw it all
i love to ball, i throw it all (ball, ball, ball, ball)
my plug got a load on cocaine (woo)
meet him down at the dock, get the whole thing (whole thing)
my hood been dry for so long (yes)
he need a brick, he need a brick
twenty+five ki’s, they back on (back on)
my n+ggas get they bands on
f+ck around, come short, get slimed on (get slimed on)
we swerve in them cullinan’s (skrrt+skrrt)
we got more bands than them (bands)
knock got the drop on them, we runnin’ down on them (run down, run down)
i gave a few million feedin’ my children
i’m chasin’ the billion, no matter if k!llin’ (gang, gang, gang, gang)

- mook tbg lyrics

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