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t-dubb-o - make no sense lyrics

(hook)
on the first day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
one digit scale and bout’ ten pounds of weed
on the second day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
ak-47 and a mini sub-machine
if you a real -ss n-gga get money (get money)
if you a real -ss woman get money (get money)
cuz i’m a northside n-gga i don’t take no sh-t
and if it don’t make dollars it don’t make no sense

(verse)
runnin’ up that bag it’s a sack race
b-tch i’m outside with that mac thang
murda mob sh-t, this that pack slang
slidin on them suckas if they act brave
doubled back just like a minaj
i really am that n-gga b-tch this ain’t no facade
out in la i was wilding for a week, i’m on hennessy and weed, she on c0ke we don’t sleep plus
she gon’ bring her friend and i’mma let her, birds of a feather flock together, she gon’ suck and she gon’ catch it (aye)
gettin’ faded with some b-tches from the west side
moblyfe n-gga reppin’ northside, welcome to the dark-side

we from the gutter, we don’t report crime (nah)
if it’s issues we suiting up, it’s morph time (pop pop pop pop)
n-gga my stems sale cuz i’m more live
my n-ggas be on that activist like they organize

(hook)
on the first day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
one digit scale and bout’ ten pounds of weed
on the second day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
ak-47 and a mini sub-machine
if you a real -ss n-gga get money (get money)
if you a real -ss woman get money (get money)
cuz i’m a northside n-gga i don’t take no sh-t
if it don’t make dollars it don’t make no sense

(verse)
all i know is shine
if i’m with a b-tch she mine, (aye)
told her throw it back like she pressed rewind
my gun shoot on fast forward though
b-tch you know the rules, aye it’s cash over hoes
my top back slide and i’m loaded
i’m f-cked up tryna focus
top grade n-gga like potus
this your final notice, should i
count my money, or party with b-tches
they taking pictures, asking questions, well that’s prolly the snitches
catching holy ghost the only time i’ll be a witness
i pull up on you throwin’ it up like i got motion sickness
i know they itching for that dub sh-t, fresh up out the mud sh-t, certified thug sh-t, rollin 60 cuz sh-t
watch me put this pressure on, i’m on this beat like a metronome
yeah you own top but forgot who you steppin’ on
look at who i’m reppin’ for, how we gotta maintain was only suited to hang the reason that we will never fold

(hook)
on the first day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
one digit scale and bout’ ten pounds of weed
on the second day of cripmas my new plug gave to me
ak-47 and a mini sub-machine
if you a real -ss n-gga get money (get money)
if you a real -ss woman get money (get money)
cuz i’m a northside n-gga i don’t take no sh-t
if it don’t make dollars it don’t make no sense

get money

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