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precise - money man lyrics

[intro]
(taylor michael, yeah, you goin’ crazy)
(trauma tone)
yeah

[chorus]
she got that body i like
sent her a ticket, now she on the flight
she hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe
scammin’, made 50k just in one night
the next day, i spent that sh*t all on some ice
when i weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise
she wanna motherf*ckin’ kick it
come on, let’s f*ck in the kitchen
in the beverly center, i’m drippin’

[verse]
yeah, yeah, just dropped her off, now she already miss me
i’m never naked, i’m keeping a glizzy
ballin’ just like the the bubble up at disney
she throw it back on me just like a frisbee
she throw it back so good, i bought her fendi
her titties perky, she gon’ show her cleavage
took me some plastic just to swipe in cleveland
n*ggas gon’ hate, they even hate the cheesy
i was just four*fourin’ in some yeezys
i just copped a ruger*57, no kizzy, yeah
fastin’ all night, i’m dizzy, yeah
bae, i just want your kitty, yeah
i just want motherf*ckin’ digits, yeah
every strain a n*gga burnin’ top notch
lookin’ at the time on the ap bustdown stopwatch
n*gga, i’m the reason why the block hot
i done put the cash app card in every pine hills mailbox
if i get locked up, i’m runnin’ my cell block
i’ma lay the wood down, i’ma make her bed rock
i’ma keep twins with me, two fns with me
n*ggas know i’m stayin’ on point, spencer dinwiddie
sellin’ these bales out a house in peach tree city
i just copped a lamborghini, i ain’t want the 550
sold a q, yeah, trap five for the nine*fifty
that is not ‘za on your page, it is not sticky
you ain’t never stick sh*t, n*gga, you are not drillin’
we ain’t worried ’bout a lil’ bankroll, we got millions
we ain’t worried ’bout a lil’ car that you postin’ on the ‘gram, n*gga, we just cashed out on two lams
petty*ass n*gga tryna show a n*gga three grams
have my shooter comin’ off the bench with a stick like lou will, n*gga, he the sixth man

[chorus]
sent her a ticket, now she on the flight
she hop off the plane, then she come get the pipe
scammin’, made 50k just in one night
the next day, i spent that sh*t all on some ice
when i weigh up a turkey bag, it be precise
she wanna motherf*ckin’ kick it
come on, let’s f*ck in the kitchen

- money man lyrics

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