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young roddy - daydreamin' lyrics

[intro]
how bout that sh-t, n-gga? peep it, you in the mind of a hustlin’ n-gga now. this is a motherf-ckin movement. tre-1 b-tch, goodsense. now where my motherf-ckin blunt at so i can go get on this kenner loop

get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money

[verse 1]
uh, them b-tches love me cus i’m on my sh-t
uh, skinny n-gga going strong this year
uh, i’m in that p-ssy like i own that sh-t
if i’m sitting in it then i own that sh-t
them hoes come and go my last girl i offed that b-tch
uh, them jack boys like “give me all that sh-t”
if i’m not no hustler, what you call that then?
better check my 10 commandments, i sold all that sh-t
uh, i’m just a brother who done hit a l1ck
counting new money in my oldest whip
dropping hit after hit, them n-ggas 0 for 6
they got they hands out knowing i don’t owe em sh-t

[hook]
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money

[verse 2]
and its still f-ck 12 though they might hunt me down
trying to get up out the ghetto before they gun me down
since they don’t see your vision they gonna salt it down
but real n-ggas live forever, fool we never die
and i’ve been working, i’ve been busy
they said i couldn’t but i did it
i keep it g i make them feel me
deep in that p-ssy make her feel it
i’m on my grind i’m on my grizzly
that’s word to pac, that’s word to biggie
they taking shots but they be missing
man its my life this ain’t no gimmick
and all them b-tches know is “gimme”
my mom ain’t seen me in a minute
i’m bout to blow just like a bl1ckie
i’m in my zone i’m on that henny

[hook]

and its still f-ck 12 though they might hunt me down
trying to get up out the ghetto before they gun me down
since they don’t see your vision they gonna salt it down
but real n-ggas live forever, fool we never die

get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money
get that money money
daydreamin’ bout paper get that money money

out

- young roddy lyrics

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