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11:45 – out the way كلمات اغاني

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if you ain’t f_cking wit me get the f_ck up out my way
if you ain’t talkin money i ain’t got nothing say
i’m all about my paper yah i’m all bout my pay
i’m dripping in designer yah i’m drippin everyday

if it ain’t bout the guap, boi
get out the way
40 make it hot, boi
thats everyday
talking to the money i said
let’s get away
now i’m married to the fetty ya she
my fiance

i put my hands together i begin to pray
no i cannot stay here, no i cannot stay
i need guap, i need the guap, i need the pay
getting money yeah it’s in my dna

pullin up n stuntin a motherf_ckin abundance
of hunnids in my department i pop the brake
n i park it
i’m up just like an apartment
n drillin it like a sergeant
feel my kicks just like a spartan
givenchy the gucci garments

she make it shake like an earthquake
im off a pill and a percy
i take a case to the face and i’m feeling ready for workin
my sh_t be bumpin like birthday
and 40 fly like a birdie
i’m with 3 tens like its thirty
n they know how to get dirty

big racks stuffin out my pants like a m_ffin
cook a dozen yah im hot ya i’m fresh out the oven
i’m wit your cousin ya she superbad i call her mclovin
ain’t no discussion ya, i spray her down like no russian

if you ain’t f_cking wit me get the f_ck up out my way
if you ain’t talkin money i ain’t got nothing say
i’m all about my paper yah i’m all about my pay
i’m dripping in designer yah i’m drippin everyday

if it ain’t bout the guap, boi
get out the way
40 make it hot, boi
thats everyday
talking to the money i said
let’s get away
now i’m married to the fetty ya she
my fiance

girl i got the banz incomin
yup you could tell that i’m up to somethin
wanna put her feet up in the money
i just wanna bow chicka wow that hunny
i could never jog i run it
yung boi gettin buddy buddy with the money
all my sh_t jump like bungee
11:45 leveled up jumanji

stop drop and roll
b_tch i’m on fire
i’m burnt out like a nascar tire
neva been higher
drip my attire
sucking on my d_ck ya like a vampire

ya smoking on spinach no popeye
i be so high i’m cross eyed
ya 11:45 going clockwise
straight to the top ya you know we ain’t c_ckeyed

40 want all a the cheeze and i get it so quick then i blow like a breeze ya
runnin the hive like a bee i’m not lookin for honey i’m lookin for queens ya
grab the patek and i peace
lookin for war then i’m ready to feast
won’t be surprised when the devil come for me cuz i am the mark of the beast

if you ain’t f_cking wit me get the f_ck up out my way
if you ain’t talkin money i ain’t got nothing say
i’m all about my paper yah i’m all about my pay
i’m dripping in designer yah i’m drippin everyday

if it ain’t bout the guap, boi
get out the way
40 make it hot, boi
thats everyday
talkin to the money i said
let’s get away
now i’m married to the fetty ya she
my fiance