Flatbush ZOMBiES - Remember, I Got Money (Prod. By Erick Arc Elliott) | Текст песни

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• Flatbush ZOMBiES
• Remember, I Got Money (Prod. By Erick Arc Elliott)

Set it off set it off, homie

Bitches they be on my dick
Bitches they be on my dick
They be on my dick hella hard, doe
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Catch me cloud hoppin', surfin' in the sky
Rollin' through your hood, while kush is in my eyes
Why you act surprised, you ain't ever seen a nigga?
I'm culture roller coaster, smokin' doja reefer nigga
Don't you worry 'bout it, you just bring it in
Let me get inside, bring it in
So while I'm in it, I just beat it up too
My friends will tell you different, honey, but I'm no good
Heavy bangin' on these hoes so much ice that time froze
X and O, tic-tac-toe, get you right up out them clothes
Urkel glasses, purple passion twistin' up haze amazing
Leavin' flavors of raisins oh my god your amazing, damn
This is what I gotta do, 44 up and it's aimed at you
Stop your cryin' bitch I just had some things to do
Long point shot like I'm Reggie Miller
But I am a killa, her name priscilla, cobain gorilla
No game is realer
You wanna act like a nigga then get familiar

Say I'm real, I be doing things
And I'm rolling through the hood, chunking deuces when I swang
Ladies say I hurt they hard, ho they fucking lying B
I do my thang on 'em, don't fucking lie to me, remember
Lie to me, remember, 'member
I got money, 'member
I got money, money
Don't you remember? Yeah
Said I got money

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