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donn gee - say no more lyrics
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talking bout letting go, you know that i have
heard it all before so please don’t say no more
cause nothing was the same no
uh, real talent, million dollar talent
kind of talent make a n-gga say “i think he shouldn’t have it”
i have it and i haven’t been complacent,that’s a habit
that ain’t ever really stuck n-gga i ain’t give a f-ck
and all my b-tches ditched they n-ggas, sending me naked pictures
i figure 40 van got the lovin’ i never give’em
and i never mind the whispers, n-ggas is all beginners
god, these bench players talkin’ like starters i hate these n-ggas ahh
countin’ money while money is contemplated
yeah, got me feelin’ like i made it
they love me when i’m faded, d’usse to celebrate it
i’m the realest n-gga out, yeah there’s no debating
know your place lil n-ggas you want nothin with me
young and worth a couple million f-ck a college degree
wanna step into the ring turn da kid to debris
and i’ll forever take the lead, like the sh-t was for free n-gga
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nothing was the same, you could
take it all, mind body & soul
ambition turned a n-gga so cold
and i won’t be satisfied till all of my n-ggas rich
can’t stop till all of my n-ggas rich
won’t stop till all of my n-ggas get it
i don’t sweat it , it’s a matter of time now any second
i should get a call from hov or weezy & mack maine
i ain’t trynna jack drizzy but nothing will be the same
see they undermind a n-gga wit talent, are they insane?
i’m like that 911, who’s in my lane?
see them n-ggas move aside for a real n-gga
and b-tches pull’em to the side for a real n-gga
23 and pulling numbers how you feel n-gga?
could have your girl pop that p-ssy like a pill n-gga
maybe she won’t, then again maybe she will n-gga
it all depends on how a mothaf-ckuh feel n-gga
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uh, money over you
money over everything till money’s overdue
money was the motive now the money over grew
money till my last breath so the money’s over too
root of evil f-ck around and let the devil in
yeah, let the devil in
root of evil f-ck around and let the devil in
yeah, let the devil in
puttin on for my city
money clean sh-t’s about to get filthy
all this got a n-gga palm itchin
and if you ain’t talkin money i need you to quit the b-tching cause
if i don’t do nothing i’ma ball
i’m counting all day like a clock on a wall
december 31st they just waitin on a fall
yeah n-gga i am an artist, you don’t wanna see me draw, real n-gga w-ssup
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