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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Vory
Sing to lil mama like Vory
I´m gonna pop ya lil top for the glory
When I´m gone they ´gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit all of my whip on forgies
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain´t no tradin´

Had to restructure my AR cause the ATF buying braces
At the gun range, nigga I ain´t doing yoga
Baby girl, come and please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric range rover
My younging´s will make a nigga hand his chain over
Fuck that, you can´t show a nigga no remorse
They might take that for weakness (yeah)
Stressing I ain´t have no food inside the fridge
All them broke nights was sleepless (Yeah)

Jumping off the patio, we tryna get away from the pit
I can tell how you talk, that you ain´t never slid
He rappin´ bout a life that he ain´t never life
Quit talkin´ ´bout some shit that you ain´t never did

Shawty having water like the Nile River
Them past stories give a nigga cold shoes
Whole body yellow like the Japanese, Apex nigga we a different breed
Shawty try and come put it on a player
Pipein´ down a broad who bad and biracial
Tell it like it is, the truth hurt feelings
I´ma up the squeeze like Patrick arm serving ten
Hundred niggas down, real predator
Keep your eyes open, shit get treacherous
The gun safe got so many sticks
ain´t no room in it, I gotta cop another one
I got stripes like that nigga Tee Higgins
He thought it was the Indo, but I had remixed it
Coolin´ with a bad bitch who eccentric
Made a Ghost out of a 3D printer
Gorgeous bitch with an attitude
she a fire sign, I´ma put it out ´cause I´m a water sign

Got the .45 if niggas outta line
I´m the one the street niggas idolize
I´ll slap a nigga with a Gen 5
Where I´m from it´s trap, scam or prison time
I ain´t singin´ no more like Jacquees
Nigga try and jack, I leave him obsolete
I just wanna apologize to my family for the dysfunction
Me and my dawgs on one accord (yeah, in the 7 we in conjunction)

Sing to lil mama like Vory
I´m gonna pop the lil top on the glory
When I´m gone they ´gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit on all of my whip on forgies
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain´t no tradin´
Had to restructure my AR cause the ATF buying braces

At the gun range, nigga I ain´t doing yoga
Baby girl, come and please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric range rover
My younging´s will make a nigga hand his chain over
Fuck that, you can´t show a nigga no remorse
They might take that for weakness (yeah)
Stressing I didn´t have no food inside the fridge
All broke nights was sleepless (Yeah)