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mr s dope & c.fun do - money advice lyrics

c.fun do
[intro: mr s dope]
you need no ice, you got an advise, you got an advantage, you got your earns
(my money advise me, my money advise me)

[hook:mr s dope]

i gave you my head, you got no knife
you selling more dream you got no life
purple baguette my dream is a price
purple baguette my money advise me
yeah yeah yeah my money advise me
yeah yeah yeah my money advise me
i gave you my head, you got no knife
you selling more dream you got no life
purple baguette my money advise me
purple baguette my money advise me
yeah yeah what to buy or not
yeah yeah whether you like or whether you not

[verse:mr s dope]
you got more things what is your price is?
buddy you know your b+tch will waste it
buddy you know you b+tch will love it
buddy do you know your b+tch’s with hedges
buddy you know who is loving?
loving like the heaven
buddy she knows is cristian dior
b+tch is cold like h+ll
trying to get more fams
trying to get my bands
trying to get more fans?
try to get more bands
but you know this n+ggas they tryin’ to flex with 100 bands
all these n+ggas they trying to flex b+tch you know it ‘em earns
i got a b+tch you know everybody love her
i got hoe but that is mona lisa
trying to refrains your orders you got this
you need no ice, you got an advise, you got an advantage, you got your earns
(my money advise me, my money advise me)

[hook: mr s dope]

[verse 2: dej wiz]
b+tch come close
look the ice on my drawls
better watch your tone
i’m n+gga with the smoke
we ain’t product but my n+gga shine the globe
we living life, private jet around the globe
i got ‘em wrack your wanna cuddle me
look the chains all over me
sipping on lean diving overseas
ye boy with the energy
k!lling these n+ggas ain’t playing with my enemies
ye (f+ck yo, f+ck yo) f+ck your b+tch amazing
i got the drip i’m dripping amaze
dripping yves saint laurent i think this n+gga had enough
looking at the score my n+gga busy winning more
i don’t use my heart that why i don’t feel no more
all i see is dollar sign pack up for more
pack up for more (jum jum jum jumkickz winning)

[hook: mr s dope]

[verse: j.dot]

all i can see is some dollar signs
n+ggas haven’t know, i gotta pick a side
they’ve been thinking, commit a suicide
i got to tell ‘em everything is gonna be alright
no discussion we chasing madibas
money money that all i can think about
you got a glock on my head b+tch don’t k!ll my vibe
shooting and shooting no capping, no homicide
win win win win
n+ggas now acting funny
you never know you acting dummy
counting deads like i’m sunny
he’s d+mn broke with no money
she squeeze my money like her bunny
her heart tastes like a lollipop and i keep on calling her my honey

- mr s dope c fun do lyrics

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