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redda & midnight shredder - pour 3 lyrics

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[chorus]
(vanbel) yeah, yeah (orheezyx)
i got so much money in my cup
i got so much money in my cup, yeah
i got so much money in my cup, huh
i got too much money in my cup

[verse 1: redda]
every day you know we goin’ up
’bout to put a whole perc in my cup
i sip wock every day, not no cut
got a bad b+tch, she came with a b+tt
huh, and you know lil’ redda make it look so cool, so cool (cool), so cool
every day, yeah, i’m goin’ so crazy, yeah, i’m goin’ kuul (yeah), i’m goin’ kuul
and my money so motherf+ckin’ tall, man that sh+t wearin’ boots, that sh+t wearin’ boots
i got lv, i put that on my shoes
he keep talkin’ that sh+t, p+ssy boy, come and shoot
you know that young redda in love with the loot
man, i really been lovin’ that more than some food
yeah, i know you a motherf+ckin’ ghoul
and that boy he a duck, he a goose
and they said i’m the goat, you a moosе
and i made him dance with the glock likе moose
and your b+tch give me head like woo
know i need all the bread, all the loot
we got beef, we not doin’ no truce
i’ma tell you the whole f+ckin’ truth (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: redda & midnight shredder]
i got so much money in my cup
i got so much money in my cup, yeah
i got so much money in my cup, huh
i got too much money in my cup (ay, redda, hey+hey)

[verse 2: midnight shredder & redda]
i’ma f+ck that lil’ b+tch in the b+tt (hey+hey)
i’ma f+ck that lil’ b+tch in the cut (hey+hey)
huh, then kick that b+tch out like a puck (hey+hey)
yeah, the b+tch get addicted to drugs (drugs, hey)
yeah, i’m so faded (yeah), crash my whip while i’m in driveway, hey
ah, b+tch got cake, suck my d+ck, she can do it for days, hey (do it for days, huh)
don’t talk to me, or my b+tch, that’s my lady, hey
nasty, stirrin’ that b+tch, like a turkey she got gravy, hey (she got gravy, hey)
don’t make no bread with that b+tch, unless that b+tch got b+tter, hey+hey (b+tch got b+tter, huh)
they think i’m makin’ more songs, i’m more just with my cutter, hey (where my hah?)
mister fantastic that b+tch, f+ckin’ that b+tch with a rubber, hey, hey (f+ckin’ that, f+ckin’ that b+tch)
they tryna bury the dawg (hey), i walk around with a shovel (yeah), hey (hey, hey, hey, hey)

[chorus: redda]
i got so much money in my cup
i got so much money in my cup, yeah
i got so much money in my cup, huh
i got too much money in my cup



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