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lirik lagu gino marley – never had shit

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[chorus]
pay me my cash and benz
i promise i want that money, no friends
i- i ain’t ‘fraid, throw the heat out the b-tch
i skipped cl-ss, had to go meet my ends
i- i been the plug, now the b-tch that work
my b-tch make love, my riskin’
all- all night like a e.r
i t-r-a-p, tryna lay off my risk then
my- my trap no see-saw, up all night
don’t need no pill for the sh-t and
that- that’s food for a n-gga that never had sh-t
on stoops and everybody mixin’
my- my group ain’t comin’ last, yeah
on the block, takedown, takin’ everybody’s sh-t and
you can tell we ain’t never had sh-t
still love my dollars like i never had this

[refrain]
grew up on some never had sh-t
and i grew up and i had to get down for the sh-t
i’m too up, b-tch raw, loose, bust
go less, smoke her own lil’ sh-t
got work in the car cost more than the car
watch how he move around with the sh-t
gotta trap out of town, got one in town
stakeout, takedown for the bricks

[verse]
f-ck money, get around to the sh-t
that fetti make me put a brick on the b-tch
spot hot, ac can’t fix that
gotta get a new glock, last one that missed
burn, sure, but i love that scent
burn bennies, i love them cents
in an all-black coupe and car got more shots than a bar
lil’ gun drunk than a b-tch and
pull out swervin’ servin’, don’t you get nervous?
you know i do this on purpose
pull down her skirt, it’s urgent
she was all bad, well it’s about to get worse, then
you was gon’ fill up purses, you want some money?
you know my lil’ b-tch workin’
get my work from persians, fingers don’t work
you a new brand of person
count this money nervous, my lil’ get busy
still got my blood and them workin’
call up my brother for purchase
turned up that money still pull a caper on purpose
still pourin’ purple, more purple
and red and yellow like sherbet (lean)
i’m still mixin’ purple, more purple
and red and yellow like sherbet (lean)

[refrain]
i’m whippin’ up babies
and you get a pick of the sh-t, not no gerber
no gerber?
you talk to me about anything but money, you worthless
i’m whippin’ up babies
and you get a pick of the sh-t, not no gerber
no gerber?
you talk to me about anything but money, you worthless

[chorus]
pay me my cash and benz
i promise i want that money, no friends
i- i ain’t ‘fraid, throw the heat out the b-tch
i skipped cl-ss, had to go meet my ends
i- i been the plug, now the b-tch that work
my b-tch make love, my riskin’
all- all night like a e.r
i t-r-a-p, tryna lay off my risk then
my- my trap no see-saw, up all night
don’t need no pill for the sh-t and
that- that’s food for a n-gga that never had sh-t
on stoops and everybody mixin’
my- my group ain’t comin’ last, yeah
on the block, takedown, takin’ everybody’s sh-t and
you can tell we ain’t never had sh-t
still love my dollars like i never had this


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