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wait a minute - money man, zaytoven & trauma tone lyrics

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[intro: money man]
(zaytoven)
yeah, p*ssy
you know what the f*ck we on, man
yeah, that sh*t just came in, n*gga
hold on, pass me that real quick, man, pass me that sh*t

[chorus: money man]
i gotta weight this sh*t up, wait a minute
i gotta go catch play, wait a minute
i gotta thumb through this sh*t, wait a minute
too many ‘zas, we over the limit
mercedes, i serve out the window of benzes
shut the f*ck up, let me handle this business
give me a glock, watch me handle my business
give me a scale, watch me handle my business

[post*chorus: money man]
i’ma get money as long as they print it
i’m havin’ ‘scripts like a pharmacy, dentist
put that sh*t on and these n*gga gon’ mimic
demon, i push it, you know i might dent it
glock 43 and these b*tches identical
n*ggas ain’t havin’, they broke and they miserable
better soak in all the flavor i spit to you
stick on the drugs, so this sh*t can get critical
[verse: money man]
i’m in the spot and i’m finna get to it
go catch a play, then i’ma make me some music
if big money pull it, you know i’ma use it
these n*gga is funny, these n*gga amusin’
just left from nieman’s, i spent a lil’ thirty
exotic pop, i be makin’ it dirty
just hit the grower, i told him to hurry
black out the spurs and these n*gga gon’ scurry
shop at your p*ssy, b*tch, this sh*t electric
i’m havin’ certified stones in my necklace
i’m havin’ salem weed, b*tch, i’m connected
i’m sippin’ dirty, that muddy for breakfast
come get this sh*t, it ain’t stickin’ around
money of my own, i’m floodin’ my town
stackin’ with me and i’m d*ckin’ her down
binary trigger, i’m lovin’ the sound
bottega trainers, i’m finna train ’em
hundred pounds come in, it came on a trailer
know i’m not trickin’, you know i ain’t payin’
three different b*tches, you know i’ma play it
stupid*ass n*gga, he ain’t even weigh it
took out the zip, you know how i play it
beat all the odds, i feel like i made it
run up my spot and that chopper gon’ slay him
[chorus: money man]
i gotta weight this sh*t up, wait a minute
i gotta go catch play, wait a minute
i gotta thumb through this sh*t, wait a minute
too many ‘zas, we over the limit
mercedes, i serve out the window of benzes
shut the f*ck up, let me handle this business
give me a glock, watch me handle my business
give me a scale, watch me handle my business

[post*chorus: money man]
i’ma get money as long as they print it
i’m havin’ ‘scripts like a pharmacy, dentist
put that sh*t on and these n*gga gon’ mimic
demon, i push it, you know i might dent it
glock 43 and these b*tches identical
n*ggas ain’t havin’, they broke and they miserable
better soak in all the flavor i spit to you
stick on the drugs, so this sh*t can get critical

- money man zaytoven trauma tone lyrics

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