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mk on my chain - mk savvage x shesan lyrics

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intro

young sheazy b*tch
four hundred four
four hundred four

hook

where my brother savvage go
it’s 4 o’clock let’s get the dough
f*cks around and sniff some coke
got mk on my chain that’s gold
greg p bouta hit the road
and problem cop the loud for low
picked up ricky for the show
make him comeback, greg p lit the floor

verse: 1 (shesan)

enough and enough these money cannot be enough
shawty wanna f*ck with me, she wanna suck after dinner
her man is sitting at work, he flipping pizza for sinners
that’s why she is alone, she wanna f*ck with a singer
get a man, get a man hoe
window shop then buy out the store
loving the money i cannot be broke
i’m reppin the crew it’s 4 hundred 4
i come with the crew you feeling the breeze
i cash out the car i cannot get lease
your girl is a thot? well b*tch i’m a freak
you paying for her? well i get her free
hook

where my brother savvage go
it’s 4 o’clock let’s get the dough
f*cks around and sniff some coke
got mk on my chain that’s gold
greg p bouta hit the road
and problem cop the loud for low
picked up ricky for the show
make him comeback, greg p lit the floor

verse: 2 (mk savvage)

bad b*tches henny cups drank too much
bust two nuts i said too much
f*ck your hoe yea she a sl*t
i told her friend that she can stay
b*tch get the f*ck out of my way
i’m chasing that money, i’m trying to get paid
n*ggas be talking too much
like your boyfriend is broke and he wears a toupee
i’m like d*mn i be eating that good good like it’s sos soufflé
i be chasing them blue checks like it’s nothing, like some nike days
you keep on hating debating on me i don’t really care what you say
mk gang 404 sh*t b*tch you know we here to stay
all these b*tches be salty i just call these b*tches frito lay
every time i pull up got all black timbs
got a all black whip, pull up in the whip
i’m doing my dance, shawty come strip
she know i’m the sh*t, got my bandz
i’m bouta hit, pulling her tracks then i’m hitting the l!ck
hook

where my brother savvage go
it’s 4 o’clock let’s get the dough
f*cks around and sniff some coke
got mk on my chain that’s gold
greg p bouta hit the road
and problem cop the loud for low
picked up ricky for the show
make him comeback, greg p lit the floor

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