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make money - ladell parks lyrics

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[hook: t-twitch]

making money all day
making money our way
you should know how it be
when your with ladell and twizzy
let’s make money all day
let’s make money our way

[verse 1: t-twitch]

swimming in the paint
the remedy to better me is to drinking to the brain
all my n-ggas all wanna ball up
they dribbling the paint
claiming that your hotter is so simple it’s a prank
i could drink drag and flame that’s inside a lava tea cup
eat up the court to the earth and not scream once
god i’m saying these nuts
n-ggas in my crew smoking blunts like it’s tree trunks
diss me on a record b-tch i wouldn’t give like three f-cks
and d-duck, see what happen when l spazz
mean mug ha [?]
your now marching with the sergeant
i’m the hard in the martian of these rappers
they r-t-rded while they yawning i’m recording
i won’t let them catch a breath
need some air give them jordans
i’m important to this portion of this generation
more than just a average rapper
i would break my funny bone than start laughing after
i smile out these amateur actor rappers
i miss the old days where the f-ck p-ssion had it
and all these new n-ggas yelling out p-ss the latter
i’m a basket case ya -ss is named
a bad disgrace, l ate ya girl didn’t asks to taste
i’m spitting fire till ya mother f-cking -ss is faced
and five front don’t wanna be back stab the game
i’m p-ss they lane, like half they brain
they savage game
come on n-gga, i’m gone n-gga

[hook]

[verse 2: ladell parks]

we making money all day
we ball like we kayne
hoes do what we say
whenever we say
don’t stand in the doorway
this ain’t ya birthday
homie you a f-cking b-tch
and your f-cking g-y hey
don’t try diss me n-gga
going super saiyan n-gga
like a f-cking boss
back that -ss up girl
if you wanna get it
i got hoes on my d-ck
and i’m f-cking with it
n-ggas on delete
hoes f-cking staying fleek
it’s time to eat
so f-cking stay a sit
got my money stack high
to the f-cking sky
you wanna die
n-gga don’t touch the pie
these homies fake
like a f-cking snake
and that ain’t okay
i’m just chillin
i’m counting racks
with a broken back
so chill relax
n-ggas hating
we getting money
we f-cking honeys
we don’t no f-cks
we turning up
turn down for what
we busting nuts
all in they guts
while grabbing b-tts
we cutting cl-sses
using f-cking p-sses
we in that sh-t
we give no sh-t
we wilding b-tch
lp and twitch
n-ggas f-cking hating
they are f-cking snitch
cause

[hook: t-twitch & ladell parks]

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