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money now - emily dray lyrics

i ain’t stessin’ bout this b*tch
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout this drama

i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout that boy
i got money now
get the f*ck out my face b*tch
i got money pow

i got b*tches on the scene
i got b*tches in the back
i got b*tches where yo pack
i got b*tches where yo stack b*tch
ay where yo stack b*tch
i ain’t playing with you b*tch
where’s my stack, aye let’s go

all i care about is money
i don’t care bout yo opinion
i’m leader of the gang pack it up this my dominion
b*tch i am the f*cking boss
i got these b*tches they my minions
go and run back to your man
make sure you tell him i’m the villain
there’s no time to play with you dude
thought you had me when we f*cked
but look who ended up screwed
yes, my name is emily dray
try to talk sh*t to act sl!ck
that’ll be your last day
i don’t care
about you or your mother
i don’t care bout where you from
or if you dumb just yo income and
i don’t want you b*tch
i don’t even want you b*tch
you ugly yes you ugly
i don’t care b*tch you a dummy aye
all i care about is money
you heard it once
and yes i know i am so pretty
you heard me hun
some say that i am crazy
one hit you’re done
these b*tches think they beat me
but i already won
“
i ain’t stessin’ bout this b*tch
— emily dray
if you wanna talk to me you better come correct
they ain’t no loop holes here
but i might break your neck
cuz i’m the realest b*tch ever there’s no need to check
yea i’m the realest b*tch ever find me on the top deck
all i do is spit bars and i ain’t talking bout chocolate
when my homies pull up just know we finna rock it
i swear you call me so much that sh*t be outta pocket
how you ugly and you boring
ayo b*tch you needa stop it
you may call me a narcissist but nah i’m just c*cky
i’m the realest b*tch alive and plus i play hockey
you a d*ck rider, i might call you a spider jockey
might switch my hair to red
and call myself and uzumaki

i ain’t stessin’ bout this b*tch
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout this drama
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout that boy
i got money now
get the f*ck out my face b*tch
i got money pow

if you ever try to pop up in my industry
i’ll have you fake crying online
like yo name laura lee
b*tch, the f*ck did you just say to me
talking all that sh*t
but yo ass still follow me
i’m so sick of all the fake sh*t
tryin’ go get five seconds
then go ahead and take it
you think by hatin’ on me
that yo dumb will make it
sit the f*ck down lil b*tch
you couldn’t shake it
yea i said it you couldn’t shake it
to stand out from the crowd
lil b*tch you couldn’t face it
the critics, the haters, and the *n*lytics
b*tch that go right over your head
just like the facts in my lyrics
you b*tches cannot compete
oh please show me the recites
you pulling sh*t out yo ass
and you don’t even have a sheet
if you were old enough to drive
you’d still be in a car seat
that’s the issue with you clown b*tches
you can’t see your defeat
when i say you are defeated
yes i mean you are defeated
when the truth came out
all you did was run, retreated
all i do is spit facts and i got all of y’all so heated
if you were me you’d be conceited
by the way that i am greeted
if you spent a day in my life
you wouldn’t last you’d be depleted
from the way that i was treated
faceless haters, lairs, cheated
i’m sick of these dumb b*tches
with no evidence to be concreted
so shut the f*ck up lil b*tch
and stay seated
i ain’t stessin’ bout this b*tch
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout this drama
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout that boy
i got money now
get the f*ck out my face b*tch
i got money pow
i ain’t stessin’ bout this b*tch
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout this drama
i got money now
i ain’t stressin’ bout that boy
i got money now
get the f*ck out my face b*tch
i got money pow

- emily dray lyrics

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