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tesmoney - swaggy lyrics

tes… f-cking… money, money, money

money been the mission n-gga, what the f-ck you talkin’ bout?
as far as me, i just took another route
get it cookin’ like that southern style
less dressed, mo’ s-x, smoke weed… (smoke weed, smoke weed, let’s smoke weed)
how about you come & give me brain so i know just where you comin’ from
shorty on my d-ck & wanna know when i’m c-min’ um
not soon, unlike a movie, spit this sh-t with no similes
skinny n-gga, runnin’ sh-t, unlike that (that) mr. t
& i’m mr. t, no mystery, my history, ain’t history
everybody know that i been a g… (i been a g, i been a g)
and y’all n-ggas look sus
savin’ these hoes but ya ain’t jesus
everybody know that it’s, g’s up n-gga
hoes down, everybody know my hoes man i ain’t low down
uh, i’ma real black n-gga, lookin’ for a hunny with some real cat n-gga
relax with her, hit it from the back then uh
you back with her, i’ma call it cat litter
real rap n-gga, never have i been a fool
think like a man if you really think it’s cool
i am livin’ proof that players still exist hoe
got a couple g’s to kick this flow
if you want beef, you can cd’s
something similar, to a disc hoe
party everynight, like a disco
never catch me, with a lit hoe
cause i get dough, dough, (oh)
clothes all retro, got ya b-tch all g-ssed up
you can call that petro

(uh) swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag)
swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag)
woop!(woop!)
swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag)
swag(swag), swag(swag), swag(swag)

man i been here before..
i know this b-tch, can’t believe this sh-t
she was on my d-ck
now she all on his
that’s the way it go
ever since i got the money, man that sh-t been slow
oh, now ya know i smoke pounds & o’s
all my girls rough, i give pounds to hoes
down for those, like throwin’ bows
& ya know i’m down if she throwin’ clothes
hold a pose for my iphone, always f-ck with my ice
like the lights on, oh, you know, my bro?
hit her with the ken, m.bison
knock ’em out like tyson
shorty done felt my python
now she wanna get her kite on
rolled up on the same table i piped on
i don’t sang to these hoes like myshon
money n-gga, that ya girlfriend got her sights on

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