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the mekanix - facts wit tax lyrics

[intro]

ugh there it is yea
this where we told you bout how much you gotta pay us
check these facts out

[young hump verse]:

look you need to gimme my money
i’m tryna slide by my honey don’t try to act like its funny
ugh you betta hand me my paper
don’t wanna hear about later or anything bout a hater
n-gg- (you need to gimme my money)
you need to slide me my scrilla
n-gg- it don’t get no realer n-gg- it don’t get no realer
n-gg- it don’t but yo (it don’t get no realer)
yo you gotta gimme my dough
my n-gg- gimme my dough then you can leave me alone ugh
(you gotta gimme my money) you bets to hook up that bread
you betta do what you said my people need to get feed bruh
(gimme my money) you need to hand me my guap
so i can plant me a spot and get my family the pot yup
dog you oughta float me my ends you don’t know me my friends yo they a fool
(they’s a motherf-kin fool n-gg-) you better get me my duckets
cuz if you don’t homey f-ck it i’m saying things will not be cool

[young hump chorus]

n-gg- you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, facts
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my funny
huh yo

[money b chorus]

yo you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, facts
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, wit tax

[money b verse]:

look you need to give me that paper
whether it’s now or it’s later my understanding be straighter
(you need to gimme my money) go head and spread out my duckets
i tryin find out what’s up wit all this drag mane
(you need to gimme my money) bet i can make you believe it
homie if i don’t receive it my family eager to squeeze it
(bring it) go ‘head and show me that guap
don’t even look at ya clock times up n-gg- pop pop pop
(bang) that’s what you get from the draco
don’t even know what you play fo bring it back to the table
(you need to gimme me my money) i’m tryna play with my loochie
like coochie cream in my face like gucci (brrr)
pesos reyons whatever you call it
playa i need all it trucks to haul it
you need to gimme my money
i need them notes like a choir
that’s really all a player desire
money

[young hump chorus]

you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, facts
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, facts

[money b chorus]

yo you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, facts
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money
you need to gimme my money, wit tax

- the mekanix lyrics

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