Three 6 Mafia feat. French Montana - Money Weed Blow | Текст песни

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• Three 6 Mafia feat. French Montana
• Money Weed Blow

Hook

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Verse 1: French Montana

When my nigga's come get'cha everybody running witcha
I hit'cha wit the chop, I'll fix yo ... prop'
Caddy on the road, hustle in the cold
Pocket fulla stacks and a trunk fulla O's

We the hottest niggas out, box them niggas out ... off the paint, light off the dank
Let me get'cha in the mood, get'chu in da groove
Does it all the time, built it from the ground
... what'cha thank, fish in the tank
Eybody watch, hustle'n non stop
Cocaine Mafia, 4 foot pop
Think ya outcha mind I'll putcha mind out

Got me on my south ... pills wit tha lean
Glock 10 shots f with the beam
Purple lambo smokin the rambo
Takin my chances, life is a gamble

Loading my ammo, lookin for the pay back
I knew you ... niggas since way back
Fill up my needle, filling arenas
Old mixtapes, ya dirty niggas stink

Johnny Hancock, fillin the blank
2 head shots, blood on ya mink
Montana juice, hard as a tank
These otha rap niggas ain't hot as ya think

Hook
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Verse 2
Who dat, who dat, ridin' dem street
Ridin' silver Phantom
Who dat, who dat got all the weed
Other drug dealers can't stand 'em

Who dat, who dat be at the club
Throwing out wads of money
Who dat, who dat be on the grind
Probably trying to get this money

This ... is too real
Stay high and pop pills ... yeah I'm ... 'Cos I dun blow mils

And I turned out plenty hoes
And I turned out plenty shows
And I did what you trying to do
And I ... niggas mama too

A lot of these niggas be hating on me
And their girlfriends be waving on me
They see me still getting these racks of cheese
And ain't no ... out here backing me

We own everything that's in the lot
I didn't lay cash or ... the stocks
So when you in the club with Petron on rocks
I'ma take you somewhere homie, I'ma own the spot

Hook
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes
Money, money, weed, blow
Pimpin, pimpin lots of hoes

Verse 3
I'ma get my niggas out the North side of Memphis, we cut throat
Hanging in the chest with real killers slinging cut dope
Robbery can get done, I just need a reason
They paying me my fours, boy, now that's good treason

Or straight suicide, now I gotta tax that ... Forty barrel to his head, pay me off in crack or cash
Penetential read the chance, I'm just trying to advance
Caught a ... slip and shot his ... for a whole brick

Gotta think quick 'cos this lick could be my last shot

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