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q money - streetz baby lyrics

[intro: q money]
i’m up there
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh

[verse 1: q money]
i’m that n-gga, i ain’t got no fear, look my demons in they face
i cannot lay up all day because i gotta go get paid
all i know is get that paper n-gga, f-ck who in my way
and i signed that deal yesterday, today these n-ggas hate
i might put that glizzy in your face, lil n-gga i don’t play
and these hoes gon’ f-ck me anyway, ain’t gotta go on dates
it feel like my birthday, b-tch i’m getting to the cake
i feel like a body builder ’cause i’m moving h-lla weight
i know that these n-gg-ss leeches, leeches
i ain’t got time for no sneak diss, you’s a sweet b-tch
and you know what’s up with me b-tch, me b-tch
i got bad lil models that like rub my feet b-tch
i kept 30k on me b-tch, and it’s neat b-tch
and i’m f-cking her for weeks b-tch, off that pink b-tch, yeah
woo, n-gga what it is, huh
f-cked her at my crib but i can’t f-ck her there again

[chorus: q money]
b-tch the streets made me, i’m a streets baby
i drive b-tches crazy, n-ggas can’t phase me
i’m a nineties baby, f-ck your old lady
f-cking bad b-tches and they speak a different language
b-tch the streets made me, i’m a streets baby
i drive b-tches crazy, n-ggas can’t phase me
i’m a nineties baby, f-ck your old lady
f-cking bad b-tches and they speak a different language

[verse 2: key glock]
yeah that sh-t amazing, yeah i got ’em hating
counting too much paper, d-mn my fingers aching
want a mil i taste it, big glock, ain’t sh-t basic
two tone chain, no racist, balenci’s no laces
yeah i came up out the mud, now i sip mud, mud, mud, mud
yeah i ran it up, yeah i ran it up, up, up, up
i picked him like a goose, yeah he a duck, duck, duck, duck
never leave the house without my slug, slug, slug, you know it’s

- q money lyrics

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