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lirik lagu lil wayne - money talks

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{verse 1]

my b-tches call me jack, my d-ck like a beanstalk
don’t look down, ym we on top
excuse my french, pop that p-ssy don’t stop
we poppin’ bottles, supermodels poppin’ p-ssy
b-tch n-ggas, they just need to get some p-ssy
i’m on the edge, grand canyon, don’t push me
weezy so you n-ggas can’t breathe, you’re now in tune with tunechi
i get p-ssy like a d-ld-, to these ratchets i’m harry styles
all my chicks like rihanna, they got a lot of styles
i run laps round n-ggas, check the air miles
i’m feelin’ like snoop, tell her bend it over, doggystyle
yeah, still’ eatin’ off 2001 drug money
never a gang banger, but i always went after that blood money
can never have a enough money, i dodge n-ggas like wesley
flood that p-ssy like a levee, go deep in that p-ssy like chevy
i got bars like san quentin, b-tch this sh-t heavy

[hook]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-ggas, that’s that crew money

[verse 2]

i tell a b-tch don’t stop, y’all n-ggas is stop signs
i’m getin’ laid, y’all just lying, through you t–th
evening meal, got that p-ssy in my t–th, yeah
take it and k!ll it like this beat, ha
you n-ggas g-ssed up like chevron, my miami n-ggas got heat
young money genereal, don’t f-ck with the navy
she ready to tapout, muhammad ali
she pop that p-ssy like a m-th-f-ckin’ ollie
she give me wood, i think her name was holly
she screaming, i beat that p-ssy up like rocky, excuse me if i’m c-cky
she in love with my d-ck, get knocked out if you wanna knock me
she make it stand, but it ain’t funny
my d-ck long, but not as long as my money
100 milli in the bank, so much head i’m ahead of the game
red nation n-gga, shout out to the game
she clappin’ that -ss, get clapped if you wanna f-ck with me

[hook]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-ggas, that’s that crew money

[verse 3]

life’s no b-tch, it’s a d-ck with it’s up and downs
gettin’ all these b-tches, better stop f-ckin’ round
to these n-ggas i’ma dead end, they see me and turn around
in and out o the cage, feds think we animals cause we wildin’ out
you’sa red nose n-gga, look who’s laughin’ now
livivn’ ghetto dreams, but sometimes it’s a nightmare bein’ lil wayne
got a long uzi and i carry it all day, b-tch please
i’m a skater, got tricks up my sleeve
got a b-tch that look like beyonce, all night she sayin’ my name
say my name, but never say it in vain
i’ll pop your arteries, f-ck n-ggas, i told y’all not to f-ck with me
rich gang and we livin’ fast, you better keep up
money talks, these n-ggas better speak up
weezy f for f-ck you, that goes out to the fake n-ggas
i’mma hot boy, got that fire, you ain’t gon’ put me out n-gga
cash money, that’s my fam n-gga

[hook]

we grindin’ out here, tryna get that new money
i’m doin’ my thang, get you money
feedin’ all my n-ggas, that’s that crew money


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