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trill$am - fuck bitches get money lyrics

i ain’t f+cking with no sharmoota
gotta keep my mind on the mula
you want some smoke i call my shooter
he can shoot a bulls eye
from a city with a lotta weirdos
trill n+ggas n alotta evil
f+ck with me, crying is how i’ma leave you
b+tch i got the eyes of a eagle
she a big bird like a emu
hoe i see you, it wasn’t nice to meet you
49er she just want the gold diamonds n the designer
that’s all she desires
the truth is you a hoe n you a liar
former flame but she ain’t tryna put out the fire
it ain’t the first time i met a crazy b+tch
a few years ago i mеt some crazy twins
those sl+ts talked down on my mama thosе f+cking tricks
so i filled both of there faces up with spit
they’ll be 100 years old n still remember that sh+t x2
back to this other b+tch that tried to break me
i know u hate me so i’ma make you hate me
more than you can ever hate me f+cking fugazi
i thought u was a lady
turned out that you was everybody’s baby
i seen u with a douchebag yall both look wack
i’m so disgusted by you i can’t look back
he acting like a thug now but the truths that
if he try to do anything he’ll be on the floor flat
she be acting muslim she be rocking christian
she be hot as h+ll is
acting like a angel
but she be pretending
man+eater she’ll eat you for breakfast
like nam nam nam delicious
f+ck b+tches get money get money
f+ck b+tches get money get money
f+ck b+tches get money get money
f+ck b+tches get money get money

- trillam lyrics

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