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papo2oo4 - money same color lyrics

[intro: dj lucas & papo2oo4]

[verse 1: papo2oo4]

can’t talk if he ain’t livin’, if he dead he dead
if you won’t get in the game better pray for [?]
in with the act and i’m really a movie
somewhere relaxin’, might be with a judy
in the last month smoked me a cutie
dirty designer i’m bout it, bout it
got some new drip, i forgot about it
fugazi sh+t i cannot allow it, nah
it’s like you livin’ on a shelf and you very stale
already read you, you’s a fairy tale
bro say he flippin’ dogs, no tiny white
these n+ggas fake like aew dynamite
goin’ hard titlefight
showing love if she ain’t gon’ [?]
papo a real n+gga, keepin’ a stack
[?] my denim, i’m tryna relax
might go to vermont and invest in a pack
tryna figure out how we bringin’ em back
[verse 2: dj lucas]

dirty designer i mismatch
i ain’t tryna get a six pack
and my freedom i risked that
once or twice to get a big bag
all these drugs are gettin’ cut
just like the line to go to six flags
some things are f+cked up
and i’m not sure how we gon’ fix that
man, them drugs they don’t help me escape
honestly, they just put me in a box
in a world where i’m already lost
walk down the wrong street, you might get shot
gotta look on the bright side, i ain’t gettin help, somebody got it
and you only live once baby, i ain’t got no time for being psychotic
and my prius is silent, it’s needed for worship
man, i just gotta go with my heart
even though my ancestors might not encourage it
i rock dirty designer
burberry what my shirt says
and my homie pop perc 10s
kinda sad he [?]
get a copy from the store, then
smoke a bleepy with the doorman
the way i’m cleaner than the [?]
h+lla b+tches like a mormon
took my homies out in [?]
started hitting all the mill towns
only the real ones are still down
i can still feed a sealed mouth
[verse 3: dj lucas & papo2oo4]

i’m a whole different breed of person than you ever met
money same color joe namath jersey when he played for the jets
hunnids same color t+mac jersey when he played for the magic
ain’t give a f+ck bout no money started getting it then it turned to a habit, d+mn
smokin’ on earthbound, my people will talk n+ggas out of the [?]
walkin’ on everything i’m getting on, unless i’m taking a stroll
watch who you f+ckin’ with, n+ggas is trolls
give me the rock, i’ll take it to the hoe
dirty designer my pants four hunnid
i’ve been that n+gga since chris brown run it

- papo2oo4 lyrics

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