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snap capone - money in my jeans lyrics

[verse 1 + snap capone]
if it’s beef call me up, i’m like the weed man
head shot turn your head red, ed sheeran
p+ssy boy singing like adele, p+ssy boys want me up in jail
i’ve got money on my mind and your b+tch on my d+ck
i’m in the 6 series loading up the big fat clip
pagans say they’re on me, they ain’t gonna do sh+t
i’m with st, better wear your vest tee, in that gt continental bentley
fresh like a newborn, i shoot corn raw like youp+rn
or sushi, strapped with the uzi
come around and spray it up loosely, b+tch i ain’t choosy
fat bum and fat tits
i’m gonna f+ck her standing cause there’s money in the mattress
i be on some mad sh+t, magnum glued to a n+gga like a magnet
head shot back split

[hook + stardom]
money in my jeans, whistle on my waist
i ain’t tryna go back so don’t make me catch a case
money in my jeans, burner and my gloves
allow me, i’ll leave yourself flying with the doves
money in my jeans, whistle on my waist
i ain’t tryna go back so don’t make me catch a case
money in my jeans, burner and my gloves
allow me, i’ll leave yourself flying with the doves

[verse 2 + stardom]
old beef got me rolling with my mash
i’m with snap in the c+class tryna get the p fast
distribute a, b, c class, tell this ting relax, beef got me in like a pizza
pizza man, b+tch want a piece of man
italian down to the socks, i put the g in swag
p’s in bags got me putting tees in bags
black and red trim on the man, ac milan
money in the mattress, i be on some mad sh+t
coke in the water, it started stretching out like spandex
down to nick sambas, i’m good for some bangers
these n+ggas ain’t goons they’re some athletic pranksters
money in my dolce, boss call me jozay
plug’s called jose cause he’s got that old trey
i’ve got the nina in the nina
i went to sleep last night and woke up realer

[verse 3 + stardom & snap capone]
s+t, s+n, rolling round west end
no gloves on, my ting’s toting, smith & wesson
from brum town to my town it’s cl!ck cl!ck bang bang
kick game van damme, nine or the agram?
brum town, london city, course a n+gga keep it gritty
mob ties snap capone, ym frank nitti
.38 long nose, head shot one ho
all my n+ggas gun hold, stardom you dun know
say nizzy, dun know, strapped when i’m on road
broad day shooting, anytime we let this wham go
neck shot, head shot, chest shot, riding with the best glock
all my n+ggas get guap, the tec pops
head rock, bed rock, lightning with the red dot
send that n+gga ten shots, that n+gga’s dead darg

- snap capone lyrics

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