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red money benz - spaceghostpurrp lyrics

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[pre*chorus]
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your* (haha)
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself (break yourself)
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
aye, aye, aye

[chorus]
i was born to stunt, i was born to do my thang
f*ckin’ with me, then, i’ma let that choppa bang
keep it g everyday, we know how we do it
m.i.a., we don’t play, we know how we do it
i was born to stunt, i was born to do my thang
watch me come up in this sh*t with a red ring
red b*tch diamonds ’round my motherf*ckin’ neck
in my jeep, p*ssy boy, go shoot a n*gga’s neck
and she poppin’ p*ssy in my f*ckin’ face
poppin’ p*ssy when she hit it, so i’m hittin’ f*ckin’ neck
you can catch a n*gga ridin’ in a f*ckin’ orange
red bell sh*t, n*gga, yeah you know i’m in it
orange, orange diamonds, n*gga lookin’ like the gators
i don’t give a f*ck, i’m florida down a f*ckin’ gator
i’m a b*tch, i’m straight
can’t catch a n*gga movin’ with*
[pre*chorus]
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your* (haha)
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself (break yourself)
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break your*
break yourself b*tch, break yourself b*tch, break yourself
aye, aye, aye

[chorus]
i was born to stunt, i was born to do my thang
f*ckin’ with me, then, i’ma let that choppa bang
keep it g everyday, we know how we do it
m.i.a., we don’t play, we know how we do it
i was born to stunt, i was born to do my thang
watch me come up in this sh*t with a red ring
red b*tch diamonds ’round my motherf*ckin’ neck
in my jeep, p*ssy boy, go shoot a n*gga’s neck
and she poppin’ p*ssy in my f*ckin’ face
poppin’ p*ssy when she hit it, so i’m hittin’ f*ckin’ neck
you can catch a n*gga ridin’ in a f*ckin’ orange
red bell sh*t, n*gga, yeah you know i’m in it
orange, orange diamonds, n*gga lookin’ like the gators
i don’t give a f*ck, i’m florida down a f*ckin’ gator
i’m a b*tch, i’m straight
can’t catch a n*gga movin’ with*
[verse 1]
i was born to f*ckin’ stunt, every f*ckin’ day
f*ckin’ with me, and my n*ggas hit you with the k
stackin’ up, all this money every f*ckin’ day
hit the mall up and ball, every f*ckin’ day
i was born to f*ckin’ stunt, every f*ckin’ day
b*m*b in this b*tch, what can i say?
i’m the flyest n*gga comin’ out there in my eight
carol city n*ggas, yeah, we puttin’ on today
head south, b*tch, get up, cuh*
and it’s over, n*gga, throwin’ hundreds of dubs
if you wanna go to war with us, then it’s over
we gon’ shut yo’ sh*t down, boo, i swear it’s over
and we f*ckin’ d, we a thousand d
and we puttin’ on for the m*th*f*ckin’ show
and i’m iced out, n*gga, and our blinds on 10
and yo’ b*tch wanna feed down with our team
but that b*tch a cookie, we don’t trust that b*tch
just stackin’ up this money, cuh, b*tch
real n*gga, f*ck you n*gga, you a b*tch
ride fast, stuck in all yo’ ass, real as sh*t
i was born to f*ckin’ stunt, every f*ckin’ day
gettin’ money every month, every f*ckin’ day
b*m*b, lv, lil vamp
vamp money, 305, we don’t ride a d*mn
ah, ah, yeah, what, what, what, ah, b*tch
whoo, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
[verse 2]
n*gga, count your f*ckin’ money to this m*th*f*ckin’ sh*t n*gga, better get rich to this m*th*f*ckin’ sh*t
better get rich to this m*th*f*ckin’ sh*t
if you a fat b*tch, pop p*ssy to this sh*t
if you in a club, pop bottoms to this sh*t
if you m*th*f*ckin’ strapped, bust your gun to this sh*t
i’m a real ass n*gga, so you know i’m wearin’ sh*t

[outro]
ah, ah, ah, ah
ah, ah, ah, ah
pow, pow
pow, pow
pow, pow
pow, pow, b*tch

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