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money, hoes, cars, clothes - lord $hredda lyrics

[intro]
machinery start up noises

[chorus:lord $hredda]
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes
money
money, hoes
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes
money
money, hoes

[verse 1:lord $hredda]
it’s time to make a statement
they flow is getting ancient
i told em bear wit me but please do not touch my porridge
these n*ggas try me i told em stop hatin’
chop these rappers up and throw they bodies in the forest
all that i say is that i wish a n*gga would
i do everything they can’t
these rappers just wish they could
i’m a uptown n*gga what’s poppin’ in the woods?
she say she like it waist deep call that b*tch megan good
coolin’ and cooler hoes wanna show me they bloomers. one of the boyz in the hood like [?] and i met this fine girl who said she wanna stroke my rooster
black and tan on me like i was a state trooper
never been police so don’t try me as a rat
rat*a*tat tat tat tat
that’s the sound of that gat
all star swag, number one on the stats
these copy catters on my d*ck like
“how you doin that?!”
i want bad b*tches only
p*ssy juice is flowin’
the party never ends, when i’m here it keeps goin
b*tch i’m onna roll you would think that i was bowlin’
couple hundreds what i was throwin now i got her belly showin’
these n*ggas broke still walkin’ round with [?]
thinkin’ bout the future got the mind of a dreamer
party no streamers, shawty it’s a teaser
bouta’ set it off and i ain’t talkin’ queen latifah
okay, made a lil change now i got some leg room
$hredda is the judge, these fake rappers is just some lawyers
chillin’ at the crib she wanna see my bedroom
get yo girl wetter then a sink or some dish water
money stretch longer than a [?] where the hoes?
spittin’ so cold i got this game on froze
bad b*tch with the same color as a rose
all i want is the money, hoes, cars, and the clothes

[chorus:lord $hredda & be told]
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes
money
money, hoes
money, hoes, cars, clothes (be told)
money
money, hoes, cars, clothes (let’s go)
money, hoes, cars, clothes
money
money, hoes
money
money, hoes

[verse 2:be told]
the goal is in my visual
see it in my peripheral
haters on me it’s pitiful
keep it in my subliminal
money is what i’m here to see
hoes are never new to me
cars and clothes are like friends and foes, look
tryna hate, n*gga let’s not
just stop
cuz you know i’m gonna mac like a desktop
cuz i’m goin in ballin on the rest
with the 15 on my chest like artest, take a guess
im about to enroll, they callin’ me a hero
i got the ring you like lebron with zero
mvp like d rose you nothing but a key note
game so easy knock it down like free throws
and you’ll never replace me i’m in the fame race
get in my way, i’ll erase you like a backsp*ce
see most of y’all got no taste
better listen up i’m on my shine like toothpaste
but anyways, i’m stackin’ penny made
this generations comin’ up as the golden age
most rappers wack so i’m thinkin’ bout the olden days
me and $hredda goin in
alley oop, run the play
[?] prepare to be amazed
i got the bars to stun and have you [?] in days
just don’t get lost, this may become a maze
and the bar so hot, they change the name to blaze
all you hear us say, is imma all star
cuz i’m the fastest on the track like nascar
gettin’ hungry so i feast like a sports bar
so you know yo boy gon go far
just leave you gettin’ pressed like keyboards
rappers so hot but i started the cold war
f*ck the sh*t you heard be for
money, hoes, cars, clothes
i’m out like the back door

- lord hredda lyrics

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