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plies – in love wit money lyrics

[intro: plies]
ay homie, man my grandma told me dog
plies sit down sumwhere boi money ain’t everythang
i told her sh+t how you kno you ain’t neva had nun

[chorus: plies
]i’m allergic to broke
i’m addicted to stuntin’
i’m infatuated wit hoes
nd i’m n luv wit money
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)

[verse 1: plies]
call me what u want bet u can’t call me broke
you p+ssy ass n+ggas yall who i hustle for
u in dese street n u ain’t getn money u a joke!
i got f+ck up money n+gga money to blow!
u throw yours in da air i throw mines on da flo’
u talk about money i kno how to gеt it though
i’ma get money n i’ma die two thangs for sho’
u eithеr sell dope or rob u kno how it go
i grind for 20 hours n+gga n sleep 4
i got da 26’s i want da 8’s though
i got five whips i want five mo’
i’m n luv wit money m+th+f+ck a hoe!
[chorus: plies]
i’m allergic to broke
i’m addicted to stuntin’
i’m infatuated wit hoes
nd i’m n luv wit money
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)

[verse 2: t.i.]
everythang from dis dro i blow
da 24’s i sit. up under dis new whip i can’t get it from a b+tch
u kno da first gone cum n da bills be due. one day da hurs
gone cum n til dey do im gone get, meals on top of meals
d+mn how a hata feel
dey talkin about it
im tryna get it forreal
hey dey pretendin about it but i can get it forreal
i done slung every drug u can deal
(yeah) plenty times i could’ve been k!lled
but not only did i live u should
see how n+ggas live
gotta water flood property
dey both back at her crib
movie wit denzel n da n+gga actin forreal
i used to not have it to spend but
now i got it to give
96 impala n challengin n+ggas to steal
my neck gone swell
everythang on chill
ima ball til i fall keyword until. yeah
[chorus: plies]
i’m allergic to broke
i’m addicted to stuntin’
i’m infatuated wit hoes
nd i’m n luv wit money
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)

[verse 3: plies]
if u can count it n ya hands u ain’t got enough
i want a money machine to count mines brah
i’m tired of da shoe box i wanna see money trucks
u everythang wit money witout it ya f+ck!
talk to a broke n+gga i bet his lyf rough
talk to a rich n+gga i bet he cheer ya up
i don’t need no homeboys
i need my pockets stuffed
cuz im runnin out of time n+gga im n a rush
cuz its a f+cked up feeling to ya pockets touch
u gettin a quarter now, u shoot for a bird
u got ya first stack now hustle for a third
cuz money make da world go round if u ain’t heard
if i eva go to prison money gone be da reason
and if im lyin god, stop me from breathin
im tryin to live good
homie im tired of strugglin’
n to be honest wit ya dog im tired of hustlin’
[chorus: plies]
i’m allergic to broke
i’m addicted to stuntin’
i’m infatuated wit hoes
nd i’m n luv wit money
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)
im in love wit money(money)

- plies lyrics

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