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fbg dutchie - check me out كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
huh? let’s get it
check me out, i look like, look like money (huh? huh?)
clout boyz, dutcho
check me out (huh?)
check me out (huh?)
check me out, look like money
(young, what up, brodie? let’s get it)
shawty on my heels ’cause she heard i be flexin’
all_gold jesus piece on me and my necklace
godd_mn, that’s a blessing (amen)
let’s get it
huh? huh? huh? (huh? huh? huh?)
[chorus]
check me out, what i look like? i look like money
all them dubs and them fifties and them motherf_ckin’ hundreds
i done broke my d_mn thumb, but n_gga still thumbin’
i been runnin’ through a check, but a n_gga still runnin’
check me out, what i look like? i look like money
all them dubs and them fifties and them motherf_ckin’ hundreds
i done broke my d_mn thumb, but a n_gga still thumbin’ (let’s get it, huh?)
i been runnin’ through a check, but a n_gga still runnin’, check me out (huh? huh? huh?)

[verse 1]
what i look like? i look like a bag
m_o_n_e_y (money), yeah, that motherf_ckin’ cash
f_ck n_ggas still hatin’, yeah, i know these n_ggas mad
when i pull up, where’s my pull_up? i be sh_ttin’ on their ass
i’m a walkin’ dufflebag and the talk is stash
n_gga, why the f_ck you talkin’ if your ass ain’t talkin’ cash?
fell in love with the money, i can’t never cuff no strag (let’s get it)
in that foreign doin’ the dash, skrrt, skrrt, zoom, yeah (yeah)
i jumped his gate and dropped twenty on my jag’ (twenty bands)
spent two on my wrist, i got two on the dash (skrrt)
i blew five hundred on some robins, then i threw ’em on my ass
ferragamo and some pradas, shawty, i’m a walkin’ bag

[chorus]
check me out, what i look like? i look like money
all them dubs and them fifties and them motherf_ckin’ hundreds
i done broke my d_mn thumb, but n_gga still thumbin’
i been runnin’ through a check, but a n_gga still runnin’
check me out, what i look like? i look like money
all them dubs and them fifties and them motherf_ckin’ hundreds
i done broke my d_mn thumb, but n_gga still thumbin’ (huh? verse two, dutcho, let’s get it)
i been runnin’ through a check, but a n_gga still runnin’, check me out (huh? huh? huh?)
[verse 2]
hold on, baby girl, don’t call my phone, b_tch, text me (text me)
i’m on the phone with money, i don’t care if you s_x me (i don’t)
i don’t f_ck with b_tches ‘less their ass tryna neck me (give me top)
’cause i look like a mill’, nah, for real, look at me (look at me)
finessin’, i’m checkin’, flexin’, i’m stuntin’ (stuntin’)
i feel like trell with the steel ’cause it’s nothin’ (trell, boss trell, bt)
i keep this sh_t a hundred, my bankroll full of hundreds (them hundreds)
n_ggas talkin’ money, but i still ain’t seen nothin’ (at all)
it’s missin’ in my vision, you ain’t got a pot to p_ss in
but you flexin’ like you gettin’ it for these b_tches, boy, you trippin’ (flex, flex, flex)
and my screw_ons gettin’ that frigid, so my jewelry game on blizzard (goofy)
and my designer exquisite, i’m a walkin’ meal ticket (let’s get it)

[outro]
let’s get it, i look like money, huh?
huh? huh? b_tch, i look like money, check me out
them fifties and them f_ckin’ hundreds
huh? huh? huh? huh? huh? check me out

- fbg dutchie

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