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p-lo – money up lyrics

[verse 1]
real motherf-cka, check the resume
i can get stacks like kennedy
i’m aimin’ for the head like kennedy
they always talking tough, but they been afraid
i-i-i ain’t scared of sh-t, name motherf-cka that compare to this
we doin’ shows, they sold out
got h-lla bad b-tches don’t know where to sit, uh
heartbreak gang, you can tell i rep that
these rappers is actin’ like b-tches, no way i can accept that
come to my city, they say that i’m runnin’ it
f-cked up that one b-tch to hear her c-m again
uh
g-g-gamed up for my old heads
you talk about money, i know bread
these hoes tryna ride my coattail
then tryna get in my hotel
hoe this sh-t ain’t free
trickin ‘ on a hoe, man this sh-t ain’t me
everywhere i go, gotta b-tch on me
i ain’t play no games, this ain’t gta
real motherf-cka’s wanna see me paid
fake motherf-cka’s wanna see me laid, down
but i ain’t never gone do it
gold chains on, thought you knew it
she tryna tell me she don’t suck d-ck, but i don’t care hoe you blew it

[hook]
oh, when they talk about real, they talk about me
gotta bad b-tch right here, bet she won’t leave
got my money up, and i bet i’ll make her go down (go down)
if you ain’t know back then, bet you know now (bet you know now)
[keep it real motherf-cka, i’m a real motherf-cka
keep it real mother f-cka, i’m a real motherf-cka ayeeee] x2

[verse 2]
back in the build, chasing a mill
rappers be talkin’, f-ck how they feel
always been real, you can check it
gold jesus on my necklace, never be sleep i be restin’
been through the struggle, i’ve been tested
it’s heartbreak gang, i’m invested
all broke b-tches make an exit, uh
get a hotel, yo girl topped me in it
your hotel ain’t got no lobby in it
you tryna call yo girl, but i’m, probably in it
and she love that sh-t, i treat her like she nothin’ but you love that b-tch
probably never ever wanna cuff that b-tch
you used to be the man, but you was that sh-t, oh
but it’s me now, hoes used to diss me i can see now
oh you trying to f-ck? hoe better catch me on the rebound
hoe you can’t play me, young and i’m wavy
there some hoes out there, tryna have my baby, uh
keep it 2-player like xbox, tell a hater to suck it like x-pac
finna get a rollie for my next watch
lookin’ for a house, that’s my next cop
but that’s real sh-t
heartbreakers k!ll sh-t
tell em hit the k!ll switch

[hook]

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