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mmd - rex tanky lyrics

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[hook: kiwi]
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (rubberbands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (pop, pop, pop, pop)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan (ooh)
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (throwin’ all these bands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (baby that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (on the gram)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan

[verse 1: rex tanky]
money make hеr dance, sh*t, it make me dancе too
i might take a chance to see what these bands do
im chillin’ with my mans, told her bring a friend thru
off 30 milligrams, now i swear i can’t move (ooh!)
mama keep on tellin’ me, you better count your blessings, and be cautious how you steppin’, so you don’t get caught up (uh*huh)
mamba my mentality, and kobe taught me h*lla g, can’t no one get ahead of me, been gettin’ shots up
(spla*a*a*ash, yeah)
b*tch im drippin’, something like a broken sink (b*tch im wet!)
but im so cold this drip is frozen like a rink (yup, yup)
i know she gon’ bust it open if i get to blown’ cheese, yeah

[hook: kiwi]
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (rubberbands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (pop, pop, pop, pop)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan (ooh)
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (throwin’ all these bands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (baby that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (on the gram)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan
[verse 2: lil sarge]
aye, i might take a xan, godd*mn, aye
i might take a trip up out this b*tch like peter pan, aye
bustin’ off that molly, shorty bustin’ of them xans, aye
i just gotta choppa on my hip, it make him dance, aye
b*tch im out the city, she know that sh*t wit’ me
most them n*ggas that be talkin’, i be thinkin’ really iffy
i stay strapped up with that bl!cky, incase a n*gga tryna’ get me
plus im smokin’ on that icky, they be screamin’ ricky
(“ricky!”)
shotgun pump him in his back, i don’t run & laugh, i was gettin’ trapped
bustin’ raps, b*tch im off my ass, copped another bag
im in the jag, that b*tch movin’ fast, i get on that gas
f*ck you mean?
all my n*ggas clappin’, fo’nem got them beams, aye

[pre*hook: lil sarge]
i come as i please and move as i go, so n*gga just let it be known
my neck is on freeze, your b*tch is a hoe, so f*ck it just let it be known
all this money, all on me, n*gga all on my own
i got what? whoa (aye)
i got drop do’s

[hook: kiwi]
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (rubberbands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (pop, pop, pop, pop)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan (ooh)
money make her dance, i been throwin’ all these bands (throwin’ all these bands)
make a milli, get some head, yeah, baby that’s the plan (baby that’s the plan)
if you with me, then you poppin’, half a milli on the gram (on the gram)
pop a perky, it ain’t workin’, f*ck it, i might take a xan

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