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BlocBoy JB

Money & Hoes

 

Money & Hoes

(album: FatBoy - 2020)


Yea yeah yeah

Money and hoes
Reminiscing about the days when I was kickin in doors
We had to work in them trenches and we had them pots on the stove
I lay a nigga down and I stretch him I'm up in robbery mode

I got this strap in the mink coat
Shot it five times that's a cinco
Put that boy in the water aye let's go find Nemo
We get to the ticket like pink note
You smoke gas tell me what type of herb tho
Fuck ya bitch then I pass her to Swervo
Bout that action but we not a verb tho
Smokin dope gettin geeked with ya bitch she a nerd hoe
My choppa ring like a bell tho
I'm in LA smokin dope up on Melrose
I get the paper no mail tho
Jeepers Creepers in the field like a scarecrow
If you bookin BN and 150 we need them six digits so we need 150
We tote them choppas hand guns with the mops
You niggas ain't got a 50
Water diamonds hit like the pacific
When I was young my momma told me I'm gifted
Sipping lean got me tipsy
On the Hussle my nigga I'm feelin like Nipsey
Two litter pour a Pepsi
Bitch tell me what is your beverage
I shot a boy put him under water I turned that nigga to a shellfish

Money and hoes
Reminiscing about the days when I was kickin in doors
We had to work in them trenches and we had them pots on the stove
I lay a nigga down and I stretch him I'm up in robbery mode

Rich but I'm still nigga
I hang with real killers
If I said they gon deal wit you
When I was 10 my pops had a Tommy I ain't talking Hilfiger
Saw my first 10 it turned to a 100 but now I got real figures
Touch seven figures and independent I ain't seen no shootouts I was really in it
Can't go to the hood cause police really want me ain't seen my lil nigga and them in a minute
Shotty foe is my blood bro off Bennet?
Since '09 he been a lil menace
If I call him on the phone he gon get busy
Had a high speed cause of him me and Itchy?
Shout out that's my big bro but just like how he lil broski Ima pop out with that lil glizzy
I'm in the stu house right now with the gang
My son in LA cause he really miss me
First off I was just rentin the Lambo truck but I had to cash out cause that bitch fit me
And Ion try to be on that gangsta shit but I can't get around cause it's just in me

Money and hoes
Reminiscing about the days when I was kickin on doors
We had to work in them trenches and we had them pots on the stove
I lay a nigga down and I stretch him I'm up in robbery mode

Fatto

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