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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : PTSD (Puttin That Shit Dine)
(Chamberlain, he´s got it)
Ooh-wee
Sauce, Sauce
Splash

Ooh-wee

Nickname my chain Mark Cuban, now they mad at me (Shit)
Half a million dollars, that´s a bitch player´s salary (Yeah)
These type of sticks, you can´t find ´em at academy (You can´t)
Walkin´ out of Louis, but my whole fit Gallery (Okay)
Pour up an eight, watch the soda make bubbles (Yeah)
Husband done left her, I got her in trouble (Yeah)
Woof, can´t cuff, so I bust out the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car just ´cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)

We do not want them bottles you gon´ send from the bar just bring some ice for the muddy (Ooh-wee)
Just had a threesome with Blossom and Buttercup
Green and red fly in the club with that bubble butt
She got a kid from the house, I don´t give a fuck
I got the lo´, now I´m finna say buddy up
Soon as he drop off the baby, go hit ´em up
Fly to LA for two weeks and go live it up
No Styrofoam, pour the Qua´ in the coffee cup
Hate on my name, made your main come and cough it up

Puttin´ that shit down, I spent a million on clothes (Ooh-wee, ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down, I spent a million on gold (Ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down, I made a million bankrolls (Ayy)

Puttin´ that shit down, I think I spilled on the floor (Ayy)
PTSD (Ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down to the floor, gravity (Ayy)
Louis V denim to the toe, they mad at me (Ayy)
Put down with that- grrah on the low, gravity (Ayy)

Switch in my jeans, I be causing some havoc
Binary trigger shoot like automatic
Turn off his TV if he want some static
I got that dope, I be sellin´ blue magic
Louis V monogram tee with the trainers
Glock 43 in the fanny for danger
Mansion, NBA player for neighbors
Buy out the Gucci store, we do it major

Took out two bands, I just made me two hundred
Brand new McLaren, that bitch go two hundred
Play with the kid and get beat with a musket
My shooter from Dallas, he rockin´ a mullet
I´m stylin´ on niggas, Dior for the bucket
I´m shoppin´ in Denver, I feel like a Nugget
I´m pullin´ they strings, I treat bitches like puppets
I get me a lo´, hit the streets, and I dump it
Four rings from Johnny, they shinin´ and twinklin´
On the West Coast with the plug, got me minglin´
Keep that shit family, I´m servin´ my siblings
Tri trigger shoot with the burbs like it´s Middleton
Big Money spent a whole million on garments
Got mink for my carpet, I´m still ridin´ Chargers
Up a few M´s, but I still got that hunger

I go hit the ´yo and I´m goin way harder

Puttin´ that shit down, I spent a million on clothes (Ooh-wee, ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down, I spent a million on gold (Ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down, I made a million bankrolls (Ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down, I think I spilled on the floor (Ayy)
PTSD (Ayy)
Puttin´ that shit down to the floor, gravity (Ayy)
Louis V denim to the toe, they mad at me (Ayy)
Put down with that- grrah on the low, gravity (Ayy)