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stacy money - laps lyrics

[hook]
hundreds one me
might throw it on my wrist or somethin
i be postin (uh)
chillin, waitin for your b-tch to come
baby you can’t be my baby think you missin somethin
think youre missin somethin
codeine what im sippin on

[verse]
she pop that p-ssy i pop tags
countin up cash these n-gg-s mad
i got his b-tch in my bed
he can’t wait till she get back
ran up a check like im trynna do laps
same old b-tch with a brand new -ss
f-ck with the gang you dont wanna do that
shawty wanna f-ck i already knew that
it could all be so easy
so fine girl i need ya
came through girl no meschino
ay, uh
double cup now im leanin
i be high for no reason
tech got the sprite bleedin

[outro]
ran up a check like im trynna do laps
same old b-tch with a brand new -ss
f-ck with the gang you dont wanna do that
shawty wanna f-ck i already knew that

- stacy money lyrics

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