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stacy money - guestlist lyrics

call on my shooter he run down
im gettin guap till the sun down
double my cup sippin syrup
can’t name a b-tch that i care about
she blow up my phone on the weekend
gotta ‘member she dont wanna see him
my pockets got lettuce my neck got some carrots
i been eatin all my veggies
im tryna get me a ten speed
i just f-ck on that b-tch if she lets me
please dont be thinking your special
i be treatin these b-tches like rentals
all designer what im dressed in
walk in this b-tch on the guestlist
la smokin onna best weed
cut off a hoe tryna press me
she ride the ‘uh like a jetski
sendin pictures when she text me
swag on a hoe i be surfin
im like d-mn my new b-tch lookin perfect
she got lettuce in all of her purses
gettin money you know i been workin
mo b-tches mean mo stress
all i wanted was a rolex
shoes on my feet worth a gold ticket
pockets full of bank rolls in it
ferragamo pair what we in it
let me keep it real baby know you tinted
f-ck that money ima spend it
dont buy it but i stay with benjamins
call on my shooter he run down
im gettin guap till the sun down
double my cup sippin syrup
can’t name a b-tch that i care about
she blow up my phone on the weekend
gotta ‘member she dont wanna see him
my pockets got lettuce my neck got some carrots
i been eatin all my veggies
im tryna get me a ten speed
i just f-ck on that b-tch if she lets me
please dont be thinking your special
i be treatin these b-tches like rentals
all designer what im dressed in
walk in this b-tch on the guestlist

- stacy money lyrics

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