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chinx - get money nigga كلمات أغنية

[intro: red cafe]
turn the music up up (ah)
turn the music up up (yeah)
turn the music up up (ah)
(jahlil beats, holla at me)

[chorus: red cafe]
i’m just a getting_money n_gga, you ain’t heard?
though i might get the money get head then i go to work (work, unhh)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (ah, what else?)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (yea)
i’m just a getting_money n_gga, you ain’t heard?
though i might get the money get head then i go to work (work, unhh)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (ah, what else?)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (yea)
[verse 1: chinx]
double cup i’m sipping purple mini so_so
drop with the box ‘case you try to f_ck me over (yea)
left shoes i just tripped upon the money (yea)
baking bread fresh, about the kitchen with the money (sir)
ak_47 with the strap for the donkeys (aw)
shorty with the fatty i be tapping on the monkey (pwo)
money everywhere, money when you lift the feet up? (yea)
even on the walls like the photos got a re_up (that’s right)
boxing n_ggas like f_ck about the leg
she ain’t f_cking on the jet
i don’t f_ck about the plan
twenty housand on my arm
wrist hanging out’ the window
with my youngin, shotgun
with the choppa yea, you all end out
chinx!

[chorus: red cafe]
i’m just a getting_money n_gga, you ain’t heard?
though i might get the money get head then i go to work (work, unhh)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (ah, what else?)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (yea)
i’m just a getting_money n_gga, you ain’t heard?
though i might get the money get head then i go to work (work, unhh)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (ah, what else?)
that’s just a real n_gga recipe (yea)
[verse 2: red cafe]
i got a thing for laurel n_ggas
bad b_tches, coke dealers
i always bring a letter to the broke n_ggas
hood president, i got the vote n_ggas
getting_money girls in the club though
i ‘on’t know you but let’s f_ck like we’ in love though
bring your friend she can tip it or whatever
if i get drugged enough, i’mma taste it or whatever (yea)
you’ in the presence of a don
blue pill and the molly i go all night long (ah)
and then i’m back to the money
the paper turns the ladies into playboy bunnies
what else?

- chinx

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