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world touring..still pouring - daemoney lyrics

[intro: daemoney]
(it’s rawbone, you need cash only)
sipping good, smoking good, n*gga (project x)
you know?
yeah, world tour mafia

[verse 1: daemoney & babyface ray]
i’m riding low, car fast but it’s driving slow (yeah)
get money, play the rules, you know how it go (you know it)
i’m young as h*ll but been through it, all the highs and lows (phew)
i seen my main homies fall off like dominoes (i swear)
money call then i’m quick, sh*t, i gotta go (beep)
new season dior kicks, these ain’t prada lows
i’m iced up, presi’ on like obama home (you see it)
i know some n*ggas still trapping off obama phones
i get it in for real, i ain’t kinda on (right now)
she like real n*ggas, i’m the kind she chose (yeah)
i’m good in the clutch, they think chauncey on
let a n*gga try slae then thеy pouncing on ’em (brrrat)
b*tch, i’m world tour, i done been a lot of places (world tour)
18, coming back homе, counting up them faces (on my momma)
i knew i was that n*gga, sleeping in my granny bas*m*nt (on my momma)
i’m sipping purple, fell in love with that fanty flavor (yeah)
they thought i couldn’t do it, i blew past the haters (phew)
i get it on my own, i done got past the favors (ooh)
42 for the hoes, i’on give ’em chasers (c’mon)
i’m like chip skylark, i just let ’em chase me
i had hard times, i ain’t never let ’em break me
i put a perc in yo’ ho’, now i’m finna break herb (yeah)
philly cheese in my pocket, i ain’t talking waiters (nah)
i’m slaemoney, n*gga, you know i’d never date her
(slaemoney you did this one)
[verse 2: babyface ray]
world tour, still pouring
n*gga, i don’t ride d*ck, actually, i be riding foreign (facts)
messy ass b*tch, sloppy top, keep it neat, chores
hopped out, running from them boys, feel like forest
i ain’t taking no advice from no n*gga, i won’t trade places with
let ’em tell it, man, everybody p*ssed (everybody)
on the ‘gram, man, everybody rich (everybody)
fly n*gga, keep a stick with me, harry potter sh*t (mmm)
hear ’em sneak dissing, don’t acknowledge it (mmm mmm)
catch his ass in real life, “what the problem is?” (yeah n*gga)
stepping, i feel like i’m kollege kidd (yeah)
shorty left a puddle on the bed (b*tch)
ha, baby got a waterpark, i’ma dive (dive)
cuz trouble, all he talk is homicide (no cap)
quit with all that talking, you gonna k!ll the vibe (n*gga)
say she wanna f*ck, gang, i threw the lob, put it off the backboard
first advance i got i ain’t have to rap for it (real)
always on me, i hope you got yours (got yours)
everything i spit facts, no hat, boy
i got lv patches on my hat, boy
fortune 500 for my neighbors, lil’ black boy (flex)
they keep on asking questions, what a n*gga do? (hmm?)
make something out of nothing, boy i’m living proof (real)
ayy, put some b*tches on me, i could make ’em poof (i got you), disappear
that exhaust pipe, fa, when you hit the gear (fa)
i get brown paper bag money, f*ck a beer (f*ck this sh*t)

- daemoney lyrics

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