Young L - MHCC | Текст песни

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[Hook]
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Nigga that’s all I know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
All a young nigga know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Yeah that’s all I know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Is all a young nigga know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Is all a young nigga know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Is all a young nigga know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Is all a young nigga know
Money, hoes, cars, clothes,
Is all a young nigga know

Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Step up in that motherfucking throw you know I’m toss
One chain that’s 2 chains, that’s 3 chains is gold
Try to count it up for you bitch niggas, yeah them niggas too old
My niggas get dough, gerbert got me loaded
I’m like can’t control it, you suckers I’ma fold you
I’ll have your main bitch with me down with some lotion
And right after that she said the dick was scrape portant
I sit back and roll up tree cause I’m a trippy nigga, roll up
For the hunned thous to a millie ticket
Never let a sucker pump no fear, nigga
She don’t reside here, nigga, yeah, yeah

Never write cocktails, see me in traffic nigga, oh well
They want the key for that whole sale
I’m a dolphin but I know killer whales
See I’m from v town, we hold that street down
Fuck what you heard, you niggas weak now
Bring that shit back, like a redial
Your bitch got my number on that speed dial.

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