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d.m.h.f - john yesha lyrics

[intro 1: john yesha]
tell me when if a broken heart wanna stay correct
tell me if i made my mind up oh oh oh
i don’t wanna know ya
i don’t want a low yeah
i just wanna]

[verse 1: john yesha]
i can’t take a second of the day
to find out the bachelor
packing his bags
with the time passing so fast
imma pacifist
but if this motherf*cker
tell me the time again
i ain’t having it
i ain’t take the overtime
for you to f*ckin
nah
i know you gone front
you gone say that overtime is optional for one
imma sweep the floor out
imma count the cash
imma go and bag
but just give me one day imma be
banging and banging on industry b*tches
got thirty on all of these b*tches i picture
but really do i wanna be the same
f*cking on the patio
to music, i done made
i can really think though
f*ckin in a pea coat
is petty when i’m steady
taking letty to migos
i let time pass
and break bread
like i made my bed
and pop*style
just to hold my head
the lifestyle of the

[chorus 1: john yesha]
dirty money hustle folk
burning money f*cking hoes
flirty just for nothing else
but living up
i made my wealth
dirty money hustle folk
is what i wanna be

dirty money hustle folk
burning money f*cking hoes
flirty just for nothing else
but living up
i made my wealth
dirty money hustle folk
is what i wanna be

[verse 2: john yesha]
backwood
behind the produce
thanks, compliments
of the homie
c doe
10 for the blunt
i see hoes
they know what’s up
she just told me
she wants in at the
back

she just told me she’ll
put in
i said

cap

you* told* me* you *put in too late
you just like snoop when you half baked
anyway back to the day
same sh*t
gotta go by c’s
and pay him real quick
this sh*t gets old
bagging clothes i can’t help it
how the f*ck smoking alone in the back selfish
overzealous hoe
gon complain about the sh*llfish
smell h*ll i can’t even think
about my cell it’s
lighting up
just as soon as i light the blunt
i ignore
cuz my iphone hushed
i think more bout the
life i want
thet platinum means
the platinum keys
the platinum plastic
cuz credit means i can embellish
pulling up in the red diablo
because it’s h*llish
told em it was gt when then hold out they hand
supe it up like vvs
thinking of pan
i go blue
purple if i get it from j*pan
but that’s old news n*ggas thinking i’m going super saiyan
[chorus 2: john yehsa
dirty money hustle folk
burning money f*cking hoes
flirty just for nothing else
but living up
i made my wealth
dirty money hustle folk
is what i wanna be

dirty money hustle folk
burning money f*cking hoes
flirty just for nothing else
but living up
i made my wealth
dirty money hustle folk
is what i wanna be

- john yesha lyrics

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