lirik lagu fmb dz - money talk
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i got a coupe from off the showroom floor
i used to want the wraith bad as h~ll, but them b~tches go too slow
my crib five hundred thou’ and some change
barry got that gold b~tch on his arm, he say he keepin’ it plain
i say f~ck it, put some rocks on ’em
any n~gga get out of line with one of mines, we puttin’ glock on him
i came up off shootin’ beans
not no oranges, no xans, no pants, n~gga, all jeans
i ain’t even have to see the fiends
brodie held it down for me every play, n~gga, easy cheese
it’s some sh~t that i can’t say for real
long live nard, i think about my n~gga every day for real
thinkin’ ’bout my n~ggas behind the wall and how they livin’
don’t n0body know the sh~t that i go through and how i’m feelin’
we can keep it street, n~gga, wanna beef, we can beef
fee like t and meech, cut your water off for the cheap
game seven, you n~ggas ain’t won a game, it’s a sweep
a hundred thousand for the truck, this ain’t your ordinary jeep
i ain’t your ordinary, i ain’t your ordinary rapper
i’m the type to stop the show and up the bl!ck and get to fappin’
try to put your dirty~ass hands on me and see what happen
dual driver and a lam’ truck, bro cut off the traction
i cut every n~gga off around me that wasn’t solid
me and baby in a drop ‘rari flyin’ down collins
hit houston, buy a pint of wock’ for the ben wallace
we be ridin’ around with more chops than some bin laden
told cuddy we gon’ get this sh~t together, just be patient
feel like n~ggas tryna slow me down, they been hatin’
lately, i been ridin’ ’round in sp~ceships, forgi’ skatin’
i just made reservations, yeah, we eatin’ oysters later
ain’t no goin’ back and forth, i never been a good debater
i’m the type to leave a thousand~dollar tip for the waiter
i get fresh as h~ll from nothin’, i’m a n~gga with some flavor
half a million for the crib, don’t say sh~t to the neighbors
n~ggas chewed me up and spit me out, i’m all outta favors
same n~ggas talkin’ down used to be beggin’ me to save ’em
same n~ggas broke as h~ll, can’t bring nothin’ to the table
these days, a lot of rap n~ggas lyin’ fatal
what pole i wanna ride with today? i got options
two hundred on my dash, i ain’t stoppin’
b~tches wanna suck the skin off because i’m poppin’
they don’t know a n~gga thuggin’, any day, can crash out
i just poured a thousand~dollar pop so i can pass out
yeah, i took the fast route, i live in a glass house
pull up s560, but that ain’t nothin’ to brag ’bout
could’ve dropped down, but it wasn’t sh~t to cash out
whoop
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