my money - rico recklezz lyrics
[intro]
big recklezz
big recklezz
recklezz
[chorus]
i’m from the projects n-gg-, we grew up with nothin’
cook with the pyrex n-gg-, go get you some money
we on that wild wild sh-t, ’cause we from the jungle
i got a bad b-tch with me, and she think i love her
but i don’t love no b-tch except for my mama
and you can keep those tens, ’cause i want them hundreds
and i don’t need no friends, ’cause they might be runnin’
you probably love your b-tch, but i love my money
[verse 1]
uh, you probably love your b-tch, but i love them commas
all this cheese, b-tch i want lasagna
we on that wild wild sh-t, like i’m osama
it’s like winter on my wrist, but in my hand it’s that summer
i got this bad white b-tch, i call her madonna
four quarter -ss n-gg-s, they change for a dollar
old throwed -ss n-gg-s that grew up them llamas
in a foreign -ss whip, another foreign behind us
gettin’ bread from a b-tch, and she never made it
four racks for the fit, b-tch i got designer
just smoked a whole zip, i can’t get no higher
he look like a snitch, check the boy files
[chorus]
i’m from the projects n-gg-, we grew up with nothin’
cook with the pyrex n-gg-, go get you some money
we in that wild wild sh-t, ’cause we from the jungle
i got a bad b-tch with me, and she think i love her
but i don’t love no b-tch except for my mama
and you can keep those tens, ’cause i want them hundreds
and i don’t need no friends, ’cause they might be runnin’
you probably love your b-tch, but i love my money
[verse 2]
projects n-gg-, that is the gutter
cna’t trust n-body, not even your brother
ain’t nothin’ more important than that bread and that b-tter
better make your choice, get a job or go hustle
young n-gg- with a voice, b-tch i’m from the struggle
vvs diamonds, my teeth are flooded
hi-tech where you find it, i’m sippin’ that muddy
b-tch i frank your alignment, f-ck her and her buddy
them racks got me saggin’, rich n-gg- still thuggin’
my b-tch she the finest, and she think i love her
but she got me mistaken, ’cause she not my mother
hot sauce on my noodles, i’m from the struggle
[chorus]
i’m from the projects n-gg-, we grew up with nothin’
cook with the pyrex n-gg-, go get you some money
we on that wild wild sh-t, ’cause we from the jungle
i got a bad b-tch with me, and she think i love her
but i don’t love no b-tch except for my mama
and you can keep those tens, ’cause i want them hundreds
and i don’t need no friends, ’cause they might be runnin’
you probably love your b-tch, but i love my money
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