Lonnie Moore ft. Meek Mill - Reallionaire | Текст песни

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• Lonnie Moore ft. Meek Mill
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[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Before you get them hoes, get your money right
And I don't fuck with broke niggas they're the funny type
Man I got every car, I live a hell of life
But still I'm spending racks up on that jet to see my son in there
Bullets smile on his face, hundred thousands, fully case
Just to set my niggas free, Mr Chao when we ate
Want my niggas spanked out, dripped up, drake down
All these flows they're in my crib, my shit look like drake house
Fuck niggas, them bitches too
Testifying on your homie, that's what snitches do
Selling bricks and buying foreigns when we get into
I'm in the yellow panamera, look like pikachu
Hah, these niggas mad 'cause I'm on now
And everytime I'm in the building it be going down
I don't make it rain, I make it pour it down
And money ain't a thing top down that boy found

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