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2 much - vulgar ca$h lyrics

oh yeah!

i got a glock with a d-ck

too much money, i’m runnin’ yo sh-t
run up on me you get hit
still in the trenches but ksubi my fit
b-tch got a glock with a clip
2 bad b-tches they all on my d-ck
runnin’ up stacks audimar wrist
loaded with doja it’s all in my p-ss
all of these b-tches got d-ck in they mouth
all of my n-ggas put d-ck in yo blouse
i’m pullin’ up and put d-ck in yo liver
too many bodies got stripes like in tigger
pull up with 38 shots
we pull up, we pull up put shots in yo mouth
make a p-ssy n-gga drop
let that glock bang we takin’ em out

i’m with yo shordy we rollin’ up cookies
eatin’ my d-ck ain’t beatin’ no p-ssy
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas can’t f-ck with no rookie
up the glock p-ssy n-gga quit looking
i’m f-ckin’ yo b-tch and that p-ssy extravagant
poppin them n-ggas like the bubbles in packagin’
uppin’ the glock like them n-ggas in pakistan
can’t f-ck with that b-tch cuz that b-tch was just flaggin’ then
that b-tch was just flaggin’ cant give her no d-ck
she givin me top and i nut on her t-ts
ain’t talkin ray lewis my n-ggas gone blitz
2 styrofoam cups and i’m takin’ a sip
runnin’ up bands when i shoot i don’t miss
that b-tch she stank she smell like some fish
can’t f-ck with that b-tch can’t grant her no wish
sippin’ that lean, yea i talk with a lisp
she ran through that b-tch she a treesh
b-tch, yea, she suckin’ d-ck at the beach
cash b-tch, got that b-tch on a leash
fast whip, got that b-tch on a lease
vroom vroom, top speed
got yo b-tch, she bout to top me
up that b-tch, with that glocky
spanish b-tch, she call me papi
runnin’ up bands, yea i’m keeping my head up
dig in yo b-tch, yea she lean on my header
smokin’ that weed, yea i’m high as a feather
new b-tch, yea she doin’ it better

i got a glock with a d-ck
too much money i’m runnin’ yo sh-t
run up on me you get hit
still in the trenches but ksubi my fit
b-tch got a glock with a clip
2 bad b-tches they all on my d-ck
runnin’ up stacks audimar wrist
loaded with doja it’s all in my p-ss
all of these b-tches got d-ck in they mouth
all of my n-ggas put d-ck in yo blouse
i’m pullin’ up and put d-ck in yo liver
too many bodies got stripes like in tigger
pull up with 38 shots
we pull up, we pull up put shots in yo mouth
make a p-ssy n-gga drop
let that glock bang we takin’ em out

let that glock bang we takin’ em out
too many b-tches want d-ck in they mouth
too many bicthes want d-ck in they mouth

yeah, on god!
go!

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