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tracy t - on me lyrics

(verse)
babies fight like an eight away
n-gg-s see us in the grate
explode, penetrate hoe, live by, throw her
f-ck n-gg- talkin’ bout n-gg- we can shoot it out
how my n-gg-s love y’all four f-ck joint
how it all homey, got a hoe from barcelona
cocaine from the roma, where a n-gg- got it in
remember back then when i ain’t had nuttin’
i was from out the country and i bought my b-tch a benz
act on a n-gg- came with a blumma n-gg-
had to come and get ya, b-tch, we talkin’ bout the morgue
slick as a pill, i’m a nutter eye n-gg-
the hammer got cocaine like pastor troy
wanna know where, like my prison ain’t dead
like the b-tches for the head or the hunid in yo head
all about the bread, n-gg-, front take cash
million dolla n-gg- but i got it off a bag
switch it up first, first, did the -ss last
smash pack last, n-gg- dyin’ by rats
p-ssy n-gg-, that’s facts
if i take it, n-gg-, you ain’t gettin’ it back
million dolla hoe, i got the money off her -ss
got a million dolla car, n-gg-, m-th-f-cka drive
layn with the brothers, i leave yo chest open
when i get yo everything, i got this in the mat

(hook)
money all on me
i throw it all on you
spendin’ money fast
cause it keep the money comin’
money all on me
i throw it all on you
spendin’ money fast
tell ’em keep the money comin’
money all on me, i throw it all on you
spendin’ money fast cause it keep the money comin’
money all on me, i throw it all on you
spendin’ money fast cause it keep the money comin’

- tracy t lyrics

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