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lirik lagu fat money - old white men

[chorus: fat money]
pockets full of dead old white men
if i decide to count it up, it’s gon’ take the rest of my whole life, man
perc’ 30 on my old nightstand
f~ck rap, i’m the plug hype man
he be [so low~blow ?][0:26] all his neighbors know
is he just an old nice man?

[verse 1: fat money]
yeah, f~ck her wrong, you gon’ need a penicillin
you gon’ make that lil’ ho mad about a b~tch
she gon’ tell me ’bout your p’s up in the ceiling
what the f~ck you mean, pillows in the ceiling?
what you tryna say, he sleepin’ in the ceiling?
you not sayin’ what i think you is, you kiddin’
have a seat, put your phone down, listen
find the keys to that back door by the kitchеn
i’ma come in, i’ma catch him washin’ dishes
take his phonе, take his apple watch, and strip him
he ain’t got no family, ain’t no one gon’ miss him
i would really hate to have to pistol whip him
stop the screaming, keep you noggin on a mission
hit the n~gga in his ribs if he twitchin’
stop movin’, i need you to pay attention (pay attention)
f~ck them p’s in the ceiling
where is all the other sh~t you failed to mention?
i know you ain’t dumb enough to show this b~tch the whole demonstration
i know you ain’t give it
walked me to the dog house, i was livid
twenty keys of raw, sh~t smell like acrylic
took the twenty keys, went about my way
and he was still hidin’ sh~t and i could feel it
[chorus: fat money]
but f~ck it, my pockets full of dead old white men
if i decide to count it up, it’s gon’ take the rest of my whole life, man
perc’ 30 on my old nightstand
f~ck rap, i’m the plug hype man
he be [so low~blow ?] all his neighbors know
is he just an old nice man?

[verse 2: bump j]
big 4, nah, let’s slide back up in there
feel like he hidin’ a lot of big biz there
we ran up the score, but let’s go for the win here, yeah (let’s go for the win here)
fell back inside, he squirmin’
he tryna get out of the ropes and the tape
picked him up off of the floor
upped the pole from my waist and i stuffed the pole in his face
i know the second is somewhere
that’s the main reason i even decided to come here
tell me another lie, lie in your own blood
this baby chopper spit faster than both us
you put that b~tch in your business tryna bone her
she put money on you and that’s when my phone buzz
we hit this l!ck and i’m robbin’ my own plug
that new lambo truck just came out and i want one (want one)
yeah, we had to line ’em up
just like i figured, the blueys was stuffed in the mattress
this n~gga been lyin’ to us
opps like the b~tch i was thinkin’ ’bout tryin’ to come up
you think about tryin’ to f~ck
don’t you find it ironic the b~tch you was tryin’ to cuff
ended up tyin’ you up? cheap
[chorus: fat money]
pockets full of dead old white men
if i decide to count it up, it’s gon’ take the rest of my whole life, man
perc’ 30 on my old nightstand
f~ck rap, i’m the plug hype man
he be [so low~blow ?] all his neighbors know
is he just an old nice man?

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