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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Money Man Perry
Lil´ mama got body, lil´ mama got smarts
I took her home and I ripped her apart
Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts
Already rich, I´ma trap for the art
Already high, I just smoke for the taste

Ain´t got no L´s, I took 12 on a chase
30K CPN, that came from Chase (WindyGotHits)
I swear you won´t believe how much I made
Ain´t tryna go broke, so I gotta save
Chevron plastic, I swipe for a chain
Then got a BP card and did the same
Where´s the gold credit? I got a free sofa
Then got a lil´ bitch and she bent it over
Can´t let you play me, I´m not a controller
All of these flavors, I´m plug like a motor
She on my dick, got hoes on my scrotum
I´m on these Runtz and this shit is so potent
Burnin´ on Oreos, no, not the cookies
But I just bust down a bale, it was Cookies
I´m eating lunch with your bitch playing footsie
Thousand pound load, man, that shit was a doozy
Citrus OG, man, this shit tastin´ fruity
She left her boyfriend, she said he a goofy

Money Man Perry, my life is a movie

Money Man Perry, my life is a movie
My girl booty juicy, my soldiers salutin´
This OG is fruity, the weed is a hybrid
This car don´t need gas so this car is a hybrid
Lost a partner to violence, that shit had me cryin´
I be always recordin´ so I ain´t got time
Had to turn that bitch down cause I know the intention
That fold out truck with the big boy extension
The ESV Escalade, that shit extended
My money be tall, that shit ain´t no midget
My bitch pussy water, she fuck me exquisite
I pull in Teslas, I pull up in Fiskers
I run up that money, I run up them digits
If you not a real one then you look suspicious

She swallow my semen, she say it nutritious
I´m tryna get rich so I hustle relentless
Yeah
I sell weed at my school I ain´t care about no physics
Yeah, yeah
I got hoes from the past textin´, "Tyson, I miss you"
Yeah
I got friends I grew up with and now they got issues
Yeah
I gotta let that motherfucker breathe, I can keep going but bring that motherfuckin´ hook in
Yeah

Lil´ mama got body, lil´ mama got smarts
I took her home and I ripped her apart

Stole a hotbox and I sold it for parts
Already rich, I´ma trap for the art
Already high, I just smoke for the taste
Ain´t got no L´s, I took 12 on a chase
30K CPN, that came from Chase
I swear you won´t believe how much I made
Ain´t tryna go broke, so I gotta save
Chevron plastic, I swipe for a chain
Then got a BP card and did the same
Where´s the gold credit? I got a free sofa
Then got a lil´ bitch and she bent it over
Can´t let you play me, I´m not a controller
All of these flavors, I´m plug like a motor
She on my dick, got hoes on my scrotum
I´m on these Runtz and this shit is so potent
Burnin´ on Oreos, no, not the cookies
But I just bust down a bale, it was Cookies
I´m eating lunch with your bitch playing footsie

Thousand pound load, man, that shit was a doozy
Citrus OG, man, this shit tastin´ fruity
She left her boyfriend, she said he a goofy
Money Man Perry, my life is a movie