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money - mo money 7 lyrics

[hook : mo money]
money
money
everybody faking for the money
ain’t no real love just for the money
they do it for the money

[verse 1 : playboyjay & mo money]

im a big bag chaser (chase)
had to get it i ain’t racing (nah)
you a p*ssy n*gga fakin (p*ssy)
you dont want it ima erase em (phew)
big dawg how i step
play wit me thats on my set (set)
play with them dogs and we creep
yo b*tch is a thot yea she eat
and she gon eat for the gang
made that b*tch do it yea she rock my chain
she a lil nasty lil freaky lil b*tch
made her do it then i give her some d*ck
then she did it then she did it again
flipped it over make here did it like splits
yea she a dog b*tch im not playin wit you
can’t get caught
im a big dawg how i step in a scene
play wit them dogs and we comin real mean
we take what you got
yea we need everything
don’t believe what you hear
because its not what it seems
yea we need it like feins b*tch(grr)
come from that hip im a real dawg
play wit me boy got that real sauce
yea i drip it boy had to take it off (drip)
yo b*tch yea she like to get nasty
poured up had to get flashy
im a young hot (hot) boy i come wit it
if he play wit me ima really stick him b*tch
[bridge]
big dawg conversation
pull up wit no hesitation (nah)
b*tches coming no invitations (who)
drop the pin the location
money
money
they all do it for the money money
comin in thinking i dont know
that they faking made me laugh
yea real funny

[verse 2 : playboyjay]
big dawg say who
how im comin real smooth
designer all on my shoe
all heat when i step in the booth
ain’t no fronting me yes im the truth
drop these numbers going straight to the roof
she peepin yea she trynna see all these blues
shades on yea i gotta stay cool
gangsters with me and we carry them tools
we ain’t playin wit you boy you a fool
pull up at your party light that b*tch up
you a p*ssy n*gga yea that sh*t up
im finna pull up and come in your crib
play wit you then ima hit you with clips
you a p*ssy n*gga drakos on me
boy i ain’t playin only playin for keeps
[verse 3: mo money]
me and playboy jared yea we serious
f*ck with us we gon leave you curious
f*ck wit us we come at you like the fast and furious
fast and furious how we comin (fast)
big booty she throwing (ass)
big racks yea we blowing (racks)
yea we big and we blowing (uh)
big dawg conversation
pull up with no hesitation (nah)
b*tches coming no invitations (who)
drop the pin the location
money
money
they all do it for the money money
comin in thinking i dont know
that they faking made me laugh
yea real funny

[verse 4 : playboyjay]
you b*tches be tricking
you n*ggas be switching
i cannot believe it
this flow really k!lled it
and shout out mo money
this sh*t fosho hiting
you n*ggas be talking
but really ain’t wit it
rock wit my n*ggas
that bag lets go get it
got off my ass ain’t got time to be sitting
i told you its coming
you n*ggas didn’t listen
keep runing that mouth
and im really gon stick em
you n*ggas is p*ssy
you n*ggas keep talking
b*tch tried to play me
i told her keep walking
i count up wins and they more then my loses
bread keep on callin
got no time for no soft sh*t
heat from my dome
just sent yo b*tch home
d*cked her down once
now she won’t leave me alone
gave her my number keep callin my phone
cut that b*tch off
and i got in my zone
[outro : mo money]
ain’t no real love
everybody is faking
we should stick together
because the world is breaking
my brothers dying cause of the invasions

- mo money 7 lyrics

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