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spin for you - money man lyrics

[hook]
told lil mama that [?]
n*gga put a hand on you , i pop his f*ckin’ lip
remember we had stole a teacher car way back in middle school
catch his ass in traffic, better hope his car bullet proof
i hope she realize that i can upgrade her lifestyle
everybody in miami still with me iced out
b*ttons on these glizzys, on my soul, you’ll get wiped down
atm get drained and accounts, they get wiped out
every city had like three or four, i be filed out
is he about that life for real, come and find out
how he made that much on one cp they tryin’ to find out
hit it from the back, i almost tore her f*ckin’ spine out
[verse]
f*ck he think tryna rob me, had to blow his mind out
i might od on these shrooms like i’m amy winehouse
she love to kiss, she don’t deny me entry
her wrist is van cleef, and her truck is a bentley
if she don’t comply, then i’ma send her to the exit
slapped her on the ass and told her [?]
i ain’t got no chill, i’m talkin’ to these b*tches reckless
go and get the money, that’s the motto and directive
opps they get filled out, bad b*tch [?]
she not a city girl, but she got flew down [?]
she come to my crib and get [?]
f*ck the police, with them we’ll have a shoot out
lost 50 boxes and found me a new route
parked the sedan, and i brought a new coup out
king of this sh*t, don’t make me bring the troops out
modified glock, it’ll take a whole group out
i got my eyes on the prize, i’m so locked in
turn that lil b*tch on, while all her friends watchin’
that ass so soft, it feel like some cotton
paddock & ap & rollie one watch

- money man lyrics

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