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lirik lagu realbigrich - hey jacc

check me a bag gotta get it, i get it then flip it
i make it two times then i up on them digits
they hating they stuck and i’m standing like bridges
let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s get it
b-tch try to moan and she sounding like british
they call me lil rabbit i race to the finish
boy you not a dog you a cat you a kitten
i’m tryna get money for real i ain’t kiddin
you clippin they rippin i’m runnin you trippin
i shoot, scottie pippen
my taper be inchin, my finger be itchin
you pimpin a ride that ain’t yours boy you simple
holes in yo face like a dimple, dots on your face like a pimple
this is the wave you be starting a ripple
this my time don’t hold, don’t tickle
2018 countin green like a pickle
b-tch on my d-ck call her jill no riddle
whip it out, screamin now, b-tch it ain’t little
2018 countin green like a pickle
b-tch on my d-ck call her jill no riddle
whip it out, screamin now, b-tch it ain’t little
2018 countin green like a pickle
b-tch on my d-ck call her jill no riddle
b-tch on my d-ck call her uh

pull it out, eat it up, bend her down, d-ck her down
said my lines crunchy like brittle, let’s get it now!
eat it up, beat it up, finding my way around, touching ground, running i might score a touchdown
back down, you a clown, come around, put ya down
picking up the heat. don’t fight? put ya finger down
this my time, on fire ghostrider
switch for the clout, you a d-mn bothsider

let’s get, it let’s, let’s get, it let’s get it
i been on the road for the money for minutes
they hatin can’t stand and be cripple like nipsey
b-tch suck me up and she leaning, she tipsey
i give a f-ck bout a hater, ain’t gettin no paper
they runnin they mouth but i’m ballin like lakers
yo maker my son, so i guess i’m grand daddy
pull up in a porsche and skrt off in a caddy
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch i go h-lla crazy
i’m comin to get ya i feel like lil baby
my diamonds is water i feel like the navy
i can’t love a thot all you b-tches is shady
yo b-tches love me i need sloppy like gravy
them b-tches is nasty they love it, it’s tasty
i get it they nothin so why would they hate me

(hol up)
(look)

diamonds, water, whip it, splash
flip that pack and get that cash
i need money, make it fast
f-ck a hater do the dash

(f-ck!)

i make a play on the radio
i keep it green like a plate of oregano
she play wit me she know that ain’t the way to go
she keep it cool like her face all up in the snow

i keep the green, he keep the tool
he play wit me he get wet like a pool
he be a monkey they give him bananas
don’t make a scene i do not like the cameras
(b-tch)

- lirik lagu realbigrich

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