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money ain't a thang - doughboy roc lyrics

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[verse 1: doughboy roc]
she said i was broke, she a lying -ss b-tch
i’m 28 my stash, 28 x 6
att-tude like tommy bonds
got my sh-t from golden sun [?]
you a loser never won (bih)
big cuban on my neck heavy as a motherf-cker
hoes don’t f-ck with you cause you petty then a motherf-cker
get money and spend it, i might pop out for the spinach
i got all these n-gg-s timid, running sh-t like i’m emitt
you a worker and a purper
i’m a savage, but a boss as well
i heard boy snitchin’, plus he soft as h-ll
you a bad motherf-cker [?]
you just got a scat pack
i had that b-tch two years ago
i’m so bossed up, sauced up
pardon my b-tch
for this car, platinum dreams
you gotta get a bag, triple that
money ain’t a thang
my n-gg-s ain’t worried, chasing a check
one n-gg- in the alley one in the feds
if a n-gg- disrespect, we gonna blow out his brains
doughboyz cashout, we the mob, money ain’t a thang

[verse 2: big quis]
lookin rich with your b-tch in the benz coupe
ice’d the f-ck up i got a chain i could lend you
if the punch don’t work tell her swipe it again boo
closet full of sh-t more i got more kicks than jiu-jitsu
every room got a flat, while your pockets is flat
i don’t trick, the most i’m giving is a perk to a rat
they ain’t lookin’ for me all them p-ss-es know where i’m at
7 mile we go to war with iraq
i had to fall back, seein’ too many new faces
they wasn’t there when we were standing tall through all the new cases
gucci down to my laces, no one fresher than me
your wifey told me no one get her wetter than me

[hook]
i’m so bossed up, sauced up
pardon my b-tch
for this car, platinum dreams
you gotta get a bag, triple that
money ain’t a thang
my n-gg-s ain’t worried, chasing a check
one n-gg- in the alley one in the feds
if a n-gg- disrespect, we gonna blow out his brains
doughboyz cashout, we the mob, money ain’t a thang

[verse: doughboy clay]

[hook]
i’m so bossed up, sauced up
pardon my b-tch
for this car, platinum dreams
you gotta get a bag, triple that
money ain’t a thang
my n-gg-s ain’t worried, chasing a check
one n-gg- in the alley one in the feds
if a n-gg- disrespect, we gonna blow out his brains
doughboyz cashout, we the mob, money ain’t a thang

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