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rush hour, pt. 3 - tony shhnow lyrics

[intro]
i really like to use cash
popstar!

[pre chorus]
it’s something bout that money, man i can’t get enough
shawty going down cuz my d*mn paper up
they try to steal my sound cuz they know they sound suck

[chorus]
in a foreign benz kicking like jet li
she want everything, girl you just met me
paint her face, girl why you so messy
i keep hunnids shawty, why you wanna test me
tits on my glock, play i’m finna breast feed
shooter take off with the choppa hit ya chest piece
got books, call the bookie, i bet it
still talking i know he ain’t ready

[verse]
when i first touched the check that’s whеn i found love
man this job ain’t work, i hit the block and found drugs
hit the trap and grab somе weight i put the pounds up
a lot of n*ggas they fell off, my money still up
you can call me iron man i keep the steel tucked
or you could call me john deer cuz i keep real bucks
in the trap one onion, my plug about to tear up
i only talk to money, shawty lift your ears up
[chorus]
in a foreign benz kicking like jet li
she want everything, girl you just met me
paint her face, girl why you so messy
i keep hunnids shawty, why you wanna test me
tits on my glock, play i’m finna breast feed
shooter take off with the choppa hit ya chest piece
got books, call the bookie, i bet it
still talking i know he ain’t ready

- tony shhnow lyrics

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