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the joint committee - money right lyrics

[chorus: squay]
i got my money right (x4)

[verse 1: squay]
you cannot tell me sh-t, b-tch, i got my money right
you cannot tell me nothing ’bout the bricks, nothing about the white
you cannot tell me nothing ’bout the actavis, i love that dirty sprite
you cannot tell me nothing ’bout that b-tch, i f-ck her tonight, whoa
run in your trap and take all of your customers
that’s your b-tch? she picking up for me
the bricks in the plastic, she wrapping it for me
what i say go then they doin’ it for me
she droppin’ it low and she doin’ it for me, hey, hey

[verse 2: yung mung]
you got a strap? i will c-ck it and shoot
from the block to the booth, from her to bangkok
i count up my money and stack to the roof
i capture the truth, pour it on tracks with my views
and i sell it out the back of the booth
i got my money right, you’re dazed and confused
i’m back and the fact is your ego is bruised
i got my money right

[chorus]

[verse 3: j gudda]
got your b-tch, she sucking my d-ck
she know i got my money right, i’m stacking this sh-t
i’m in the trap every day
a young n-gga, tryna get him some motherf-cking cake
got your b-tch, both of them a dyk-
she got your b-tch, both of them wanna f-ck me tonight
tryna make a million, no ceilings
this is j gudda

[chorus]

- the joint committee lyrics

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