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v12s - tay b & baby money lyrics

[intro: tay b]
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)
all facts
huh, yeah

[chorus: tay b]
man, i pull up in v12s
my dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
i can’t agree with eminem, it ain’t f*ck a free world
i woke up in my bed, it’s just me and three girls (yeah)
how much you want for that p*ssy? i ain’t into goin’ out
this lil’ b*tch used to be f*ckin’ on my mans, i’m f*ckin’ now
you ain’t bought your b*tch a bag, i just bought my b*tch a house
i hit my brothers with a bag, you ain’t front your mans an ounce

[verse 1: tay b]
i ain’t into rap beefin’, i don’t do no sh*t for clout
you be talkin’ all that lil’ gangster sh*t, but i can’t vouch
this n*gga wanna k!ll me, man, he think i f*cked his spouse
i just really got the head from your b*tch and kicked her out
treat her like that spot up in the west, i’m in and out
i was young and trappin’, boy, your ass was in the house
i was in the game, you was playin’ games on the couch
you tryna learn cheat codes, i was tryna learn the route
good b*tch a freak b*tch, i just gotta turn her out
loose lips sink ships, baby, just don’t run your mouth
when my n*ggas catch a wave, man, you know we burn it out
if we slide down your block, man, you know we turn around
[chorus: tay b]
man, i pull up in v12s
my dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
i can’t agree with eminem, it ain’t f*ck a free world
i woke up in my bed, it’s just me and three girls (yeah)
how much you want for that p*ssy? i ain’t into goin’ out
this lil’ b*tch used to be f*ckin’ on my mans, i’m f*ckin’ now
you ain’t bought your b*tch a bag, i just bought my b*tch a house
i hit my brothers with a bag, you ain’t front your mans an ounce

[verse 2: baby money]
them boys upped like three k!lls
a catcher on the chopper
we’ll split a n*gga block and you won’t even see sh*lls
five*thousand on the ‘fit, n*gga, check the details
i be steppin’ on that white, that sh*t make my feet pale
my n*ggas, we gon’ share the same road, split the same pros
was only here for an hour, i’m already goin’ home
flowers on my left wrist ’cause the presi’ came rose
stashin’ like i ain’t make it, i ain’t never goin’ broke
a half a million in the room, boy, that’s dog sh*t
soon as i ran that sh*t up, i got my dog rich
boy, that ain’t just your b*tch, boy, that’s our b*tch
i’ll bet the house on the game, boy, i’m all in
easy money
[chorus: tay b]
man, i pull up in v12s
my dog went crazy off a scam, he made what these n*ggas made off three deals
i can’t agree with eminem, it ain’t f*ck a free world
i woke up in my bed, it’s just me and three girls (yeah)
how much you want for that p*ssy? i ain’t into goin’ out
this lil’ b*tch used to be f*ckin’ on my mans, i’m f*ckin’ now
you ain’t bought your b*tch a bag, i just bought my b*tch a house
i hit my brothers with a bag, you ain’t front your mans an ounce

[outro]
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one)

- tay b baby money lyrics

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