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otm frenchyy - money power respect lyrics

[frenchyy]

otm sh-t yeahh b-tch!!

for the ones said i wasn’t gone make it imma need a payment
shoot a n-gga 30 times before he reach the payment
we throw up 4’s with a l we ain’t gang bangers
but if a f-ck n-gga diss then make’em touch his ankles
smoke a n-gga like some purple in a garcia vega
finger tips turning blue from counting them blue hunnit paper
bullets like michael jackson how i let them b-tches rip’em
distanced of in the cut like {?}
i was taught to get that money first and leave them b-tches {?}
if you ain’t tryna pay me for a show then ain’t no conversation
i done got c-cky on they -ss now them n-ggas sayin
b-tch im the reason why your b-tch in the shower singing
he asked the coach to put him in b-tch i’m already in it
doctor frenchyy put a f-ck n-gga in the clinic
now that i’m up and i got a little recognition
i got whack -ss cross n-ggas tryna diss me
but i don’t entertain the critics
cause the same ones dissin used to be the ones riding whicha
and i ain’t finna spare a n-gga
f-ck a mask pull out on’em broad day ill bare a n-gga

now these n-ggas on that thug sh-t
dat i’m on the north side selling drug sh-t
dat i got me a little money i’m the plug sh-t
b-tch i’m still on that got it out the mud sh-t
barking at these n-ggas on my bmx sh-t
the same ones you flex with
you get stretched with
call the pallbearer he gone need a couple with him
cause that choppa done let off and k!lled a couple n-ggas
i ain’t finna hold my tongue for a b-tch
cut a n-gga ear to ear
ain’t no law for a snitch
boy stopppppp!! tryna act hard for a b-tch
cause that same b-tch want this hard ride in her cl-t
pulled it out and shot the b-tch in her face
the same b-tch you kiss in the face had my d-ck in her face now how it taste
you f-cked her i got the neck now we spending your checks
money power respect
juice me b-tch if that hoe don’t suck d-ck don’t introduce me b-tch
this rap songs ain’t for you jits
so p-ss’em a lollipop tell’em go play with the kids
imma sagittarius so i don’t talk much
i done seen the loudest n-ggas get chalked up
my momma raised a hustler and i’m wise to
god told me stay humble n-gga they gone despise you
i make these b-tches say my name like i’m candy man
then nail them b-tches to the cross like a handy man
watch these parrot -ss n-ggas they’ll mimic ya
his dawgs call’em vick i call that f-ck n-gga vivica

- otm frenchyy lyrics

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