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wavy navy pooh – money lyrics

[intro]
(cashmoneyap)
(keep it zen)
wavy

[chorus]
pan to the check, put it on your head (ayy)
leave you dead paint it red, your brain full of led (grr ba)
guess whose clapped? [?] striped, ain’t no time to fight (ayy)
’cause a n+gga like me see you, he gon’ take your life (grr ba)
hit your top off, your dope, strip you for your ice (you know)
keep my name up out your mouth, i ain’t gon’ say it twice (boy)
lotta n+ggas rats, lotta n+ggas mice (boy)
fool, let go of that bl!cky, but this b+tch mine

[verse 1]
i can see my brothers living, but they dead gone (long live hail)
if i put one in your brother, i’ll be dead wrong
young n+ggas out them trenches, fool we been a issue (ayy)
go and check my resume n+gga, i been official
i could see these n+ggas crabs, i could speak ducks (huh)
keep my feet on they necks while i’m gettin’ bucks (you don’t know)
pull up to your trap, ain’t gotta tell you, “give it up” (nah)
they done k!lled lil chop, nah, we don’t give a f+ck (k!lled lil chop)
i smoke a lil’ of loud, probably pop a perc’ (yeah, i know)
hit the other side, i got broski on a shirt (on a shirt)
hit the other side, i got broski on a d+cky (on a d+cky)
n+gga keep your hundred rounds, just give me the fifty (grr, pop, pop)
even though them hammers dirty, gotta clean them bl!ckies (ayy)
i know them young boys thuggin’, gotta keep ’em with me (ayy)
yeah, we gon’ thug it count until them crackers come and get it (you know)
wavy seals, doing drills, b+tch we run the city (young [?] me)
[chorus]
pan to the check, put it on your head (ayy)
leave you dead paint it red, your brain full of led (grr ba)
guess whose clapped? [?] striped, ain’t no time to fight (ayy)
’cause a n+gga like me see you, he gon’ take your life (grr ba)
hit your top off, your dope, strip you for your ice (you know)
keep my name up out your mouth, i ain’t gon’ say it twice (boy)
lotta n+ggas rats, lotta n+ggas mice (boy)
fool, let go of that bl!cky, but this b+tch mine

[verse 2]
you know i’m a savage, up that pistol, i’ma let you have it
you know how we rockin’, catch you slippin’, we gon’ get it poppin’ (ayy, ayy)
we ain’t scared of nothin’, all my n+ggas go, and they some goners (ayy, ayy)
we start all ’em problems, and i’m posted up with all these robbers
swear these n+ggas p+ssy, line ’em up, and slap them like the bookie
i got all the hundreds, setting up the place, while you running
i got all the blues, i just hit a l!ck and made the news (happy birthday)
knock you out your shoes, how your whole family singing blues? (ayy)
see you in that drama, how your boys bring it to your mama? (pop, pop, pop, pop, ahh)
it will be my honor, walk up on her ass with this llama
love to get to quacking, and i hold it tight, it ain’t no shaking
and you know i’m haitian and i keep a fight like i’m jamaican (you understand me?)

[interlude]
wavy navy splash brother, n+gga stackin’ cheddar
straight to the bag, n+gga gotta grind for better
all my n+ggas got a bag like we hit the lotto
get money and stop hating, you know that’s the motto
[chorus]
pan to the check, put it on your head (ayy)
leave you dead paint it red, your brain full of led (grr ba)
guess whose clapped? [?] striped, ain’t no time to fight (ayy)
’cause a n+gga like me see you, he gon’ take your life (grr ba)
hit your top off, your dope, strip you for your ice (you know)
keep my name up out your mouth, i ain’t gon’ say it twice (boy)
lotta n+ggas rats, lotta n+ggas mice (boy)
fool, let go of that bl!cky, but this b+tch mine

- wavy navy pooh lyrics

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