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chubby jesus - big money lyrics
(you can keep your marxist ways, for it’s only just a phase
money, money, money makes the world go round)
[verse 1: jbigz]
money make a dude crazy, (money)
broke as sh_t, i’m still brazy, (ha)
other rappers fugazi, (ur g_y!)
i’m still f_ckin on the daily
deposit the check, then i’m on to the next
and she askin me where is the debt
in the business i’m running i’m gunning
i’m movin a million in bills that’s a bet, that’s crazy
take her flower, i’m a daisy
freestylin, like i’m jp (jp!)
[verse 2: big jp]
h_llo my name is jp i might hit yo ass up
with this m_th_ f_ckin
choppa yoppa n_gga talking proper
i pull up with the choppa stain
n_gga stop talking to me you is a lame
i might pull up and leave the scene like la flame
this is gas no this sh_t not no reggie maine
n_gga talking sh_t he can get hit with lights
n_ggas talking that sh_t you know that i’m nice
ima f_ck on yo b_tch she get down for likes
n_gga taking that sh_t he get shot with pipes
i might pull up and f_ck on yo b_tch, she get down for the d_ck, n_gga talking that sh_t i’m right
n_ggas talking that funny sh_t money sh_t
i pull up with them dummy clips, dummy clips
[verse 3: chubby jesus]
i get to drink cuz i’m eighteen
my squad roll deep we the a_team
stop all that internet hating
i feel like i’m gettin faded
used to cop all the gs
now i’m goin to sleep
cuz i’m coppin triple zs
trappin out the suby
got yo b_tch in the back seat
and she showin me her ass cheeks
goin down on the back streets
f_ck all the cops yea beep beep
hittin the bong down the speedway
add a blunt now i’m delayed
at least a hunnid on the freeway
i’m catching the heat like d wade
[verse 4: xantheman]
i’m back in this game
cashing these sh_ts like i’m dolla dame
make your b_tch say, ooh i came
like a beast b_tch i can’t be tamed
i be drinking straight bottles
all these girls look like models
never mind look, she be walking with a waddle
holy sh_t i’m baked
is it just me or she got some cake
ass fat like a piece of steak
sh_t boy, we finna mate
[verse 5: big hemp]
f_ckin yo b_tch in the kitchen, got cum on the dishes
don’t want to say that i’m gifted, but this sh_t comes easy
what the f_ck you tryna tell me, b_tch i know you ain’t on nothing
got ice in my veins
looking like i’m bronny james
got yo b_tch suckin d_ck
knock yo t__th out yo lips
boy you know im the goat, i just want a lil throat
got a shiny new patek, but i’m askin what’s next
b_tch you know that i’m shiny, like a diamond in the lighting
man i’m done with this sh_t, i don’t even know what’s next
[verse 6: bobo]
trap is the industry
n0body mess with me
growing my funds, like i am a money tree
where did he go, i do not know
this motherf_cker cannot be no kin to me
creepin the party, spyin that ass
girl lookin naughty, take her to class
early morning, i be smoking that gas
pounds on me, like i’m catchin da bass
(money, money, money makes the (x3)
world go round)
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