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money need room - shad da god lyrics

money need room lyrics
[chorus]
i don’t wanna deuce, just pour up
fill up the foreign than pull up
they had us taking out the gas when we pulled up
they had us taking out the fire when we pulled up
ooh we pulled up, we ain’t just pulled up some money
we just pulled up, some hittas just pulled up
they saw that mason and that valentino mixed up
they saw vv when i put my f*cking wrist up
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)

[verse 1]
i just want all of the benjamins (the hundreds)
ap edition is limited
[?] 100 the choppa
[?] on the [?] bentley
i’m so geeked up bout that instagram sh*t, i’mma whip out my bankroll and flex for my images
since you know extendo be with me like [?]
i put my wrist up cause your b*tch here
skinny ass jeans like a n*gga from london
i can’t fit the money
i can’t fit the muddy
we bought the benz, the am f*cking g
200 racks then went to germany
b*tch talking bout my [?]
i’m smoking the pressure, i’m looking malaysian
you sick of the streets, we need a money doctor
just hit the hood in a helicopter
[chorus]
i don’t wanna deuce, just pour up
fill up the foreign than pull up
they had us taking out the gas when we pulled up
they had us taking out the fire when we pulled up
ooh we pulled up, we ain’t just pulled up some money
we just pulled up, some hittas just pulled up
they saw that mason and that valentino mixed up
they saw vv when i put my f*cking wrist up
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)

[verse 2]
donald do lotta four pocket sh*t
bankroll, all pockets turned on a b*tch
i got some questions i be asking to a b*tch
the brown, the white, we wanna make you do a trick
i flip my wrist, look like i fl!cked on a light
i got three b*tches with me, green like a sprite
i got three more b*tches sauced the f*ck up
ain’t spending money gotta shut the f*ck up
four seasons with two heaters
drinking on the hi*tec margarita
i just f*cked a
latina with a bankroll, she gone love me
hoes so [?]
tell the b*tch ain’t no biting ain’t no t**thing
all my partners, my grandma call her heathen
b*tch there’s gone forever be some n*ggas
we got thirty hood hoes up at four seasons
[chorus]
i don’t wanna deuce, just pour up
fill up the foreign than pull up
they had us taking out the gas when we pulled up
they had us taking out the fire when we pulled up
ooh we pulled up, we ain’t just pulled up some money
we just pulled up, some hittas just pulled up
they saw that mason and that valentino mixed up
they saw vv when i put my f*cking wrist up
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
make some room for a lil n*gga
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)
money need room b*tch
(money need room b*tch)

- shad da god lyrics

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