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d-row (official) - money كلمات الأغنية

chorus:
[d_row] _ i gotta get money
jail money, bail money
rent money, bill money
weed money, pill money
i’m all about money
people die without money
chasin cash flow, money
i grew up with no money
(x2)

verse 1:
[husted] _ goin in, yeah i’m goin in
yeah, we spit that sh_t, we flowin in
and we keep that dough, its rollin in
stay with that smoke, we blowin it
in my lungs, i hold it in
blow it out, hit it again
that’s really where the high begins
so take a puff before it ends
yeah, the name is husted
come and get it if you want it hoe
karma bro, wе at your door
with k’s and 4’s, next thing you know
you on the floor screamin no morе
got em back, its time to go
hit the road on the down low
then make this left, go down willow
we dippin, duckin, dodgin, runnin
hidin from the f_ckin cops
do this sh_t, you know its quick
stay rollin deep, there is no stops
underneath the radar in my mind
it almost never drops
ever since gm with them
got locked up, now its f_ck the cops
f_ck the cops, said f_ck the cops
on this b_tch, i’m not bout to stop
used to be on bottom, but i made it to the top
man i thought it was my jump
but i guess it was a hop
now i’m on the block, traphouse hot
gotta find a new spot, pushin work in a knot
and with northern made productionz_ductionz
come and holla at us now
chorus:
[d_row] _ i gotta get money
jail money, bail money
rent money, bill money
weed money, pill money
i’m all about money
people die without money
chasin cash flow, money
i grew up with no money
i gotta get money
jail money, bail money
rent money, bill money
weed money, pill money
i’m all about money
[boe] _ money
people die without money
[boe] _ money
chasin cash flow, money
[boe] _ money
i grew up with no money

verse 2:
[boe] _ i say hold up, get rolled up
i’m smoked out, i’m blowed cuzz
cup full of sumn
you know i’m gettin poured up
dark liq and white chicks
not once, but twice
sh_t… you know how sizzle is
gettin it on my grizzle b_tch
kc jones in the swisher sticks
i’m high as f_ck, and i’m chillin kid
urkin, jerkin
k!llin this sh_t, my mission is
puttin on for my city
you do the same, then f_ck with me
its our time, its right now
and our grind is right now
so my squad gon eat
my team, take a bite now
pour a cup, hit the blunt
pop a bean, and bite down
get f_cked up, and let’s celebrate
cuz we on, and you bout to hate
if you ain’t wit us
you gettin left, cuz we not bouta brake
you gettin left in the smoke
of these swisha’s blazin
money comin fast now
no, not on occasions
my b_tch bad, sumn hot like a cajun
we out here now, like f_ck bein caged in
chorus:
[d_row] _ i gotta get money
jail money, bail money
rent money, bill money
weed money, pill money
i’m all about money
people die without money
chasin cash flow, money
i grew up with no money
(x2)

- d row official

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