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condo money (feat. johnny boy deuce) - 03 greedo lyrics

[intro: 03 greedo]
hey
ya
woah
what
yeah
0
3
purple summer, purple summer

[chorus: 03 greedo]
wake up and dance
money can’t fit in these pants
hundreds, they bust out these bags
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
b*tch, i spazz
can’t count all these bands, but i can blow all these bands
i got the cash
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
wake up and dance
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
b*tch, i spazz
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
[verse 1: 03 greedo]
i got that bag when i wake up
all of my b*tches look bad with no makeup
excuse herself as she powder her face up
[?] as she flex like undertaker
started with a nick
you know i’m servin’ that izzy, no laker
i brought the green like a waiter
i brought the water like waiters
i need to cover her [?] so i can look faded
stay down and go crazy
purple my favorite color
grape is my favorite flavor
no conversation, a house full of grams
i want the top like [?]
started in watts and in compton, was broke * no advance
now i got money for condos and [?]
i was a trapper and you had to scam
you had to snitch when you got in that jam

[chorus: 03 greedo]
wake up and dance
money can’t fit in these pants
hundreds, they bust out these bags
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
b*tch, i spazz
can’t count all these bands, but i can blow all these bands
i got the cash
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
wake up and dance
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
b*tch, i spazz
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
[verse 2: 03 greedo]
f*ck all this new sh*t, i wake up to boosie
i’m watchin’ [?] and scarface, in jacuzzi
these rappers too sweet, boy, you g*y as a smoothie
i like my drink hard as my d*ck ’round her coochie
been to the pen with the k!llers and kufis
that ain’t no lean and them diamonds is cubic
them lames out here sippin’ more colors than coochie
i been a sipper since i seen [?]
it already [?], i was listenin’
two different versions when [?] was trippin’
[?]
back then she ain’t want me, now i seen them titties
trappin’ n rappin’, and she right here strippin’
we can take flights, tell that b*tch i ain’t trippin’
don’t lie on my racks, put that sh*t on my crippin’
she lie on her back, put that b*tch on her crippin’

[chorus: 03 greedo]
wake up and dance
money can’t fit in these pants
hundreds, they bust out these bags
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
b*tch, i spazz
can’t count all these bands, but i can blow all these bands
i got the cash
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
wake up and dance
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
that b*tch in a bed (woah, woah, woah)
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
b*tch, i spazz
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
started in the bando, buddy, now i got the condo money
[verse 3: johnny boy deuce]
ay
started in townhouse, but, now i got condo money
b*tch, i just ball
tryna get rondo money
i’m the head honcho, dummy
smash her raw, i don’t need no condom money
and i ain’t have to front her money
wake up and dab
that b*tch in the bed, tryna take hundos from me
call her an uber, send her to toronto for me
she ain’t even find that funny
called her a cab cuz b*tch couldn’t find my money
b*tch, better have my money
johnny boy deuce
started in the bas*m*nt, but, now i got studio time
f*ck is you sayin’?
b*tch, i got money on the mind
b*tch, i got money on the line
h*llo?

- 03 greedo lyrics

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