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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : On A Streak
I got landon my feet
Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad and hell, they hair and nails & feet on fleek

Damn them antis got me geeked
Ain´t been sober in a week
I drop these bags, and grab the check I and keep the conversation brief
I´m too different, I´m unique
I got bells inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made a million from these streets
It´s been years, I´m on a streak
Bought the Tractor ??? lease

I´m on the grass, I´m on a Ryker, Tryna race put up your title
Only niggas I love love two are trappers them was all my idols
The devil tried to take my soul, I sat down and I read the bible

Waiting for this za to bloom, right now it´s on it´s final cycle
I go shoppin´ out in London
We can shoot a star or punch it
On the jupiter, jacket got me hungry, damn I got the munchies
No matter what, I´m sellin´ something
Fuck the jakes, Ain´t tellin´ nothing
Rockin´ fire diamond chains like I hope that freedom´ comin´
Let´s be clear, I´m not a worker
With a baddie and she Persian
Gotta arch it and then slurp it
In the Benz, the latest version
I just took some Psilocybin and I´m searchin´ for my purpose
I get free racks everyday, cause I be wipin´ out them merchants

Pay my mama mortage, we make enemies wave the flag and forfeit
My bitch got a gun, I made her hit the dock and go contour it
Drivin´ fast, I like to floor it
Save these racks, I gotta store ´em
Paypal fraud, I´m reinformed
He ain´t right, I feel his aura
PJ straight to Bora Bora
Used to sell out by Lacora
Walked to Hermes out in Paris, told my stylist Bonjour
If you knew what I knew, you´d probably be up half an M
Told that lil bitch kick some rocks, you wasn´t with me in the gym

I got landon my feet

Ride with choppers on my seat
All my bitches bad and hell, they hair and nails & feet on fleek
Damn them antis got me geeked
Ain´t been sober in a week
I drop these bags, and grab the check I and keep the conversation brief
I´m too different, I´m unique
I got bells inside my suite
Love the way she make me skeet
In the bedroom she a freak
But she classy in the streets
I made a million from these streets
It´s been years, I´m on a streak
Bought the Tractor ??? lease