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da real gee money - bodak yellow (g-mix) كلمات الأغنية

intro:
what you wanna do?
yeah, tbg gorilla gang i’m gee money boo, aye
i make money moves
(shout out to cardi man let me hit this b-tch)

verse 1:
lit n-gga you can’t f-ck wit me i got my papper up
yeah i hear them n-ggas talking sh-t they bet not play wit us
most them n-ggas blew up from br they was fake as f-ck
when i blow my team blow thats what im trying to make it for
i dont know why he hatting guess he mad bout a b-tch
all yall use to claim tbg, look how you n-ggas switched
how the f-ck you got a bag if you always on my d-ck
i ain’t trippin in that audi b-tch im ballin im the sh-t
came from the street i was stuck up in the trenches
motherf-ck a vette i just wanna get a bently
n-ggas hatting on me they dont wanna see me wit it
sickest in my city i dont got no compet-tion

verse 2:
pull up i thuggin forreal (thuggin)
did this sh-t without a deal (forreal)
talking sh-t you better chill (chill out)
shooters pull up to yo crib (pow)
i got more cells then a jail (yeah)
hoes be messy as h-ll (baby momma)
i did this sh-t by myself (i did)
nba i think im steph (ballin)
wagon pull up in the hood (uuh)
i dont f-ck ’round with no rentals (never)
on the gram like you gettin money (forreal?)
all of these n-ggas pretenders (they lien)
every day i wake up i be thinking bout a bag
headed to the money got a n-gga going fast
pull up in to {?} house finna get a jag
n-gga tried to k!ll me got to hittin threw the gl-ss
i ain’t get shot his eyes must of been clothes
same n-gga did it n-gga came for his soul
solid till the end never bend never fold
pull up in a benz gettin it in on the road

outro(2x):
street n-gga
you can’t f-ck wit me if you wanted too
run up on me like you stupid watch how quick you make the news
i ain’t worried bout no n-gga im just doing what i do
ran that bag up in the trenches steppin in some bl–dy shoes

- da real gee money

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