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young money - linda trollium lyrics

[verse 1: linda trollium]
you made me wanna
young lives and the garda
lobsters and shrimp im good
towards my young childhood
61. young money with laxatives
this is how she want to live
and you are you too, but b*tch i’m three
young money like drake and nicki
young man so voracious
don’t you lie, don’t blow my buzz
keep in mind we were so young
this thing that you could imagine
young money sh*t, me and lil wayne too big
if i give a f*ck, it’s probably from my d*ck
i swear i’ll never call you b*tch again
money bring pain,money bring gain
not hungry for my poetry
if i can make them money
and you are you too, but b*tch i’m three
to legitimize the prize money
sh*t with our whole family
i heard that time is money
who trill as me, roll two of tree
i ain’t got no money
anint sh*t funny, for the money
when i arrive the whole town gets sunny
i’m a baller, literally
getting to the money
gone head an make that money
we’re living in a fantasy
my sh*t was submarine like, under ship
music is money, money isn’t music

[verse 2: ripsi winelover]
millionaire, wanna be billionaire*
my coach ain’t care, so i ain’t care
in comparison to you, i’m a millionaire, dude
flower bomb detonator iv tech in route
i made no money off of u but im still a millionaire
and even if i do i know my momma gon be well
you appear as if you care
im still the slum dog, millionaire
i’m a millionaire, you on the dole!
de la soul is from the soul
but if you’re a millionaire, f*ck tax rates, a higher section
meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
call yourself a self made millionaire
pretty girls, sunshine in the air

- linda trollium lyrics

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