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touchmoney cease - g points remix lyrics

remix !!!

touch money

militia worldwide

ayo dolo, i’d figure we’d call up the white boy for this one

remix

touch money militia

one, two…one, two, three, lets go !!! (rell dolo)

chorus:
i be high smoking piff
one+twenty+five for a zip
i caught the eye of your chick
she was f+cking with me off the rip
f+cking with me off the rip
she was f+cking with me off the rip
f+cking with me off the rip
i let her ride in the whip
i be high smoking piff
one+twenty+five for a zip
i caught the eye of your chick
she was f+cking with me off the rip
f+cking with me off the rip
f+cking with me off the rip
i let her ride in the whip

chorus:
my whole swagg is a vibe they f+cking with me off the rip
going in a second time and this sh+t is still a hit
i be always on the grind no time for a diss
eating good while i travel no time for a dish
see me on the gram in & out of state
all of it is real none of it is fake
made it through the pain made it through the hate
and it feels great, 518
n+ggas know me i be with the g’s
talking tmm, touchmoney cease
chea chea chea chea… you know the n+ggas in my team
oh sh+t this the remix
n+ggas saying i’m a g+nius
selling so much white boy that i went an got slim jesus
now i’m f+cking with this rap sh+t
my og’s in the trap sick
they don’t care that i’m doing something good they just worried bout a crack flip
sell sh+t and i stack chips
work disappears like a hat trick
not worried bout that chick cause that chick yeah she average
touch money my name, ouu
f+cking honeys my game, yeah
tmm is my gang, ouu
no the opps can’t hang, nah

verse 2: (slim jesus)
i’ve been doing this sh+t since i hopped out the cradle
(baby)
i need cream cheese like a bagel
i made it this far, and i did it with no label
my life a movie, you can’t watch this sh+t on cable
he ain’t telling the truth that’s a fable
swear he savage he ain’t cut
it’s money and drugs on the table, i’m just tryna run it up
i’m pouring syrup no maple, that’s a four in my cup
i’m dripping sauce like a ladle, gucci tag on the cuff
i dive in that water no navy, i hope this isn’t your lady
she tried to swallow my babies, i thought that hoe she got rabies
and then i pulled off in mercedes, i just been balling out lately
blowing the bag on the daily, this life i’m living amazing
i don’t know why they hating, that broke sh+t don’t faze me
you ain’t getting money you lazy, me going broke that sound crazy
they tried to soak the sound up, but they could never replace me
you can copy the style dog, but you can never ever play me

verse 3: (rell dolo)
ain’t no clubs in my city so
i’m playing gulf in my videos
put the clubs down, make a club banger, putting on for my city though
can’t waste no time with no silly hoe
my hundreds got hundreds, identical
my twenty twenty got twins, yeah
yeah my tens got friends, yeah
that’s why little momma she f+ck with me
i be everywhere comfortably
gallon of henny no cup on me
pop this bottle if you come for me
bring some backwoods, i need some loud in this b+tch
feeling like goku, cause i’m on a cloud in this b+tch
konnichiha, i’m a call you when i need it ma
might be two in the morning, but look i’m grown ain’t no creeping now
i don’t who brought them fila’s out, won’t catch me dead in that sh+t
could smell a rat from a mile away, look i think a fed in this b+tch
look tell me who heavy like this
i’m dolo, i’m debo, i’m deading this sh+t
forty points in every game, and i’m getting every assist
i studied max, i studied chinx, you know i’m ready an sh+t
cause ain’t n0body gon tell you how you could ever be rich
it’s level an sh+t

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