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peewee longway & money man - still hustlin' lyrics

[intro: peewee longway]
ow
yeah, do it
tippin’ on you n-ggas like a jerk
man
no doubt, okay, cool, that’s why i f-ck with you
keep it common, cuz, turn me up some more, cuz, yeah
f-ck ’em, go and twerk on ’em

[verse 1: kamaiyah]
to fill up my safe
n-gga, ain’t n0body safe
road running at my own pace
maneuvering out of the way from the jakes and the snakes
all the fakes who ain’t doing the race
b-tch, i got it made
it’s only facts that i state
fraud hoes, y’all just can’t relate
they antic-p-te
every step or move i make
i do all that sh-t that y’all can’t
b-tch, i got made

[verse 2: money man]
i just keep it real, i was raised like this
i’m always in the trap, i’m gettin’ paid like this
i just went to neimans and i bought four-fifths
she gon’ ride a n-gga like an uber or a lyft
i’ma take a risk, you know a n-gga really road runnin’
and you know i got them bags for them very low numbers
i done made at least an m or more the last four summers
if a b-tch ain’t really bad then i don’t want her phone number
n-ggas always got they hand out, they wanna hold something
need a b-tch with double d’s, a natural, real grown woman
need a field with fifty acres, i’m just tryna grow something
i just really wanna pop the seal, i’m tryna pour something
i just went and copped the wraith and i don’t never ever drive
all this dior on my body, i’m the freshest thing alive
heard you n-ggas super p-ssy, you ain’t never gonna slide
in the leaf, i got some k!ller, i get some sherbet and combine

[chorus: kamaiyah]
i done made a whole lot of something
from a whole lot of nothing, still hustling, ayy
y’all do a whole lot of frontin’
f-ck the bullsh-t, n-gga, get money
all i know is get bands, get bands
all i know is get cash quick fast
run it up, get racks, sent bags
i done made all this cash to kick back

[verse 2: peewee longway]
i just made 300k today in one minute
today i might just wake up and go drippin’ in the fendi
blue benjamin baguetties, spent one-fifty on my pendant
these racks on me ain’t bendin’, i stay strapped up with the semi
i feel like uncle scrooge, the way i’m swimmin’ in these bucks
forty on my balencis, i like drippin’ with my boss
i’m sippin’ on that henn’ again, i’m done with the ‘tuss
this my fourth m&m, f-ck it, wrap the bus
get the richard mille plain, then we bust
got to go if she ain’t f-ckin’
in the a, we smoke the musty
stick gon’ make ’em do the dougie
nothin’ but oops and cousin
n-gga, we shoot a dozen (neighborhood)
n-gga, keep the river rushin’
n-gga, we use the b-tton
i just want the money, keep it comin’, nothin’ but hundreds
kick back, i just made somethin’ out of nothin’
finally hit that, i just found out it wasn’t nothin’
i done f-cked up, bounced back like it ain’t nothin’
in traffic with my hard hat, i pray it don’t jam
bought the gt, that new bentayga, now f-ck it, buy the lam’
then i vegan ate this rhyme check like we don’t eat the lamb
i need euro paper now, sh-t, i’m tryna spend them pounds
longway, b-tch

- peewee longway money man lyrics

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