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Plies

Genres: Hip-Hop

Money Bag Lyrics - Plies

"Money Bag" 

(feat. Problem) 

 

Came through stunting with a money bag 

 

Keep them sucker niggas in my rear view 

Stay with loud, hater, I can't hear you 

Bought a new crib with the hill view 

Squad got more green than the field do 

Holla out, salute to my real troops 

Head bustin' when we come through and peel roofs 

Got my bitch a new weave, and some ill boots 

Throwing big green at a teal coupe 

Shined up, never need to touch it 

And we ain't filling y'all, like an empty bucket 

Yo bitch just text like she ready to suck it 

And I just drunk a fifth so I'm extra thuggish 

So I turned on my way, no one, no day 

The west is behind me like my name Kanye 

Fly everyday, no gotty pass 

And I came through stunting with a money bag 

 

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Came through stunting with a money bag 

 

Picture me, no shirt. With a Mac 90 wrapped in my t-shirt. 

Sit court side, with a bitch war 

Got bond money on me if they do come 

Fuck, nigga, you'on know me! 

Won't roll like that you try to rob me 

If you with me and you don't shoot 

Then I'm airing out yo motherfuckin ass too... 

I'm in a car with a bitch that got a boyfriend 

I faint in her pussy, talking to her boyfriend 

Got a Porsche in my pocket, all C-Notes 

Got a face in my lap, all deco 

Still fuck a bitch in my backseat 

With a yoppa on the floor, right beside me 

Said the dick in her chest, I told her my bad! 

Run up on me 'n leave with a shit bag 

 

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I rolled with my brother when he went fed 

Poured a whole fifth out, for my niggas dead 

Got a stack I'll pay who got a best head 

I ain't coming out your mouth 'till ya throat red 

You ain't fucking with me, nigga, you got lil money, 

I ain't fucking with you neither, biii done told on me 

I'm a grand on this end, ain't shit a hundred 

Threw my dope out the window see patrol coming 

All you niggas went broke, better tighten up 

All you hoes ain't fucking, better back up 

Look how she looking at me, wanna eat a nigga 

Them niggas ain't got a bitch, we the niggas! 

Better snap out, or you get left, hoe! 

Can't get your bitch pregnant, she on depo. 

Got yo bitch in a corner she on time out 

Told her pull her pants down and knock the line out 

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