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lirik lagu ​midwxst - dummy

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[chorus: midwxst]
i wake up and i count all my money
think he hard, to me that sh~t is funny
think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
i make more than you n~ggas, you dummies
i make more than you make in a week
only dubs, know i take victories
you wanna start it, then push up the seat
undercover my body, my tee

[verse 1: midwxst]
good thing he buzzin’, he finna fall off
i’m buying clothes i don’t care ’bout the cost
???, that sh~t is on lock
blonde in my hair, know it stay in my locs
my brothers sip lines, they don’t sip ciroc
my n~ggas smokin’ the pavements, the rocks
we can not save him, that boy a lost cause
i throw on my song and n0body gon’ pause
put out a song and yeah, you finna listen
diamonds sub on my wrist, you know they glisten
he not with us, not in my division
i get on stage, preach like politicians
i’m too ahead, b~tch i got a vision
you wanna ??? , way i’m livin’
but you never gonna have it, yeah
talking my sh~t, i’ve been braggin’, yeah (on god)
[verse 2: midwxst]
walk in that b~tch and i wear number (n)ine
free all my brothers that’s doing that time
this sh~t not hockey, but we finna slide
only one midwxst, b~tch i’m divine
selling out shows, you best get in line
punchin’ in baby, i don’t need to try
all black coupe baby, hop in my ride
i hit that girl and then i say goodbye
and you cannot stay the night
that boy think he invincible, think that he superman, we bringin’ kryptonite
on god and i really got brothers that’s willing to shoot and they don’t even need a price
on god, i’m tired of being the humblest n~gga, i’m tired of being nice

[pre~chorus: midwxst]
i’m finna talk my sh~t, finna pop my collar
blood on the court but you know that im ballin’
my pockets big why yo’ sh~t get smaller?
gettin’ that cash, i don’t mean jdolla
i’m finna talk my sh~t, finna pop my collar
blood on the court but you know that im ballin’
my pockets big why yo’ sh~t get smaller?
gettin’ that cash, i don’t mean jdolla

[chorus: midwxst]
i wake up and i count all my money
think he hard, to me that sh~t is funny
think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
i make more than you n~ggas, you dummies
i make more than you make in a week
only dubs, know i take victories
you wanna start it, then push up the seat
undercover my body, my tee
[verse 3: hardrock]
undercover my body, i’m whippin’ the audi
pull up on yo’ shawty, i’m scoopin’ your thottie
i’ve been whippin’ big bodies, been whippin’ big tonkas
been whippin’ this sh~t round the city, r~t~rded
he think he f~ckin’ with me? sh~t, yeah, that boy he f~ckin’ r~t~rded
in the background, smokin’ that pack
it smell like gucci, ysl, not axe
i’m seeing them commas, i’m seeing them checks
i’m seeing them commas, yeah, this is a flex
i’m gunnin’ for millions, i won’t go for less
i’m waiting for them to realize i’m the best
i’m waiting on you, for you to relax
ride with them bl!ckies, them shooter supplies
??? , i’m just getting high
???, i’m just getting fly
talk to me, no you can’t f~ck with me
no, you can’t mess with me
i’m keeping that bag with me
yeah all i do is ???
young lil n~gga in charge
young lil n~gga with the rods
but young n~gga f~ckin’ yo broads

[chorus: midwxst]
i wake up and i count all my money
think he hard, to me that sh~t is funny
think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
i make more than you n~ggas, you dummies
i make more than you make in a week
only dubs, know i take victories
you wanna start it, then push up the seat
undercover my body, my tee
i wake up and i count all my money
think he hard, to me that sh~t is funny
think he dressin, but that boy is bummy
i make more than you n~ggas, you dummies
i make more than you make in a week
only dubs, know i take victories
you wanna start it, then push up the seat
undercover my body, my tee


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