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lirik lagu baby money - rapper weed

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[intro]
f~ck everybody
southside sh~t

[chorus]
six hundred for a zip, yeah, that’s rapper weed
but i know the n~gga with it, so i get it cheap
that’s yo’ b~tch right now, you f~cked her after me
i hit everything i want, i got accuracy
i like my cars like my watches, sh~t, factory
what the f~ck is twenty thousand? won’t last a week
remember hitting n~ggas’ crib, we’ll crash the jeep
now we cashing jeeps
y’all can’t laugh at me

[verse 1]
i’ll take his b~tch and paint her face like it’s a masterpiece
i told them n~ggas, tag his head, but they tagged his feet
my man sitting behind a wall, he can’t ask to leave
i stack his cheesе while he gone bеcause the bag on me
a hood n~gga clip full, but the gas on e
give a b~tch a make over, got cash od
pay for her hair, make sure her finger nails match her feet
stick in her purse, so i make sure every bag on fleet
you know we make bought the whole crop when the bag come cheap
n~gga, just off four block, it won’t last a week
all i did was stack my cheese, why n~ggas mad at me?
fifty plain jane watches go cash a fleet
[chorus]
six hundred for a zip, yeah, that’s rapper weed
but i know the n~gga with it, so i get it cheap
that’s yo’ b~tch right now, you f~cked her after me
i hit everything i want, i got accuracy
i like my cars like my watches, sh~t, factory
what the f~ck is twenty thousand? won’t last a week
remember hitting n~ggas’ crib, we’ll crash the jeep
now we cashing jeeps
y’all can’t laugh at me

[verse 2]
you gotta hustle for your goals, n~gga stack your cheese
remember taking all them ls, i got back off ps
i’m tailored made, i’m watch them n~ggas serve crack like weed
it’s bloodshed at every time n~ggas lack, i squeeze
they ain’t eating, they got a plate of black eye peas
i used to hit the road, scamming with fake ids
i know n~ggas that got rich off fake rps
how can i stop boy this really how we make our cheese
sacrifice all my p~wns to take y’all kings
this a eight, all clean, hundred racks came in sleeves
parked the foreign at the crib, we came in sleeves
this lemon cherry in my chest, i can’t even breathe

[chorus]
six hundred for a zip, yeah, that’s rapper weed
but i know the n~gga with it, so i get it cheap
that’s yo’ b~tch right now, you f~cked her after me
i hit everything i want, i got accuracy
i like my cars like my watches, sh~t, factory
what the f~ck is twenty thousand? won’t last a week
remember hitting n~ggas’ crib, we’ll crash the jeep
now we cashing jeeps
y’all can’t laugh at me


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