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glockboyz teejaee, cash kidd, & ot7 quanny - m worth of game كلمات الأغنية

[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
come on
yeah

[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee]
alright, you like n_ggas with money, bae, i like you too
i got b_tches at my crib and some at the room
i just woke up and i got fifty thousand all blues
yeah, f_ckin’ around, i f_ck around and make ten every day
you f_ck around and wake me up, might sn_tch a fifty out the bank
she heard a n_gga havin’ money, now she won’t stay up out my face, i had to flee away
i ain’t do sh_t but take my rap money right back to the block
steady havin’ motion like me, i bet that n_gga not
play around, i pulled the trigger ’til that b_tch stopped
in the mall with twenty thousand and a switch, i just came here to shop

[verse 2: ot7 quanny]
i’m with glock, we got thirty bad b_tches on the bus
yeah, this b_tch p_ssy good, i be done turned her up
she know i’m the youngest, richest n_gga in my f_ckin’ city (yop)
give you million dollars worth of game like i’m gillie
i’ll spend twenty thousand when i’m in saks
if that b_tch leave with me, she never comin’ back
every day, i could wear dior ‘nem
where you goin’? you can’t run from this four pim
the way i shoot this b_tch, i could’ve went to georgetown
the way i shoot this b_tch, i could’ve went to georgetown
i done lost count how many n_ggas we done wiped out
p_ssy reach for my chain and it’s lights out
i’ll pull up lambchop, no, this not no chevy
if i see an o_p_p, opp—
i’ll pull up lambchop, no, this not no chevy
if i see an o_p_p, turn that n_gga to spaghetti (p_ssy)
i’ll pull up lambchop, no, this not no chevy
if i see an o_p_p, turn that n_gga to spaghetti
[verse 3: cash kidd]
turn him to spaghetti
lil’ bro gon’ pull up steph for the love like r. kelly
we got down on your brother, walked him down like an usher
tried to cake it and got blocked, treat your thot like a punter
i feel like the waterboy, ’cause this 9 got a stutter
put an apple on your head like he swallowed a gusher
huh, ayy, this sh_t in me and it’s on me just like diarrhea
made him come up off that jewelry like it got subpoenaed
strip a p_ssy for no reason, he got tiny pieces
the glock’ll eye dress a n_gga, but i’m not madea
b_tch, i’m tired of textin’, bring that p_ssy here, i’m tryna see it
louis overalls like i’m ’bout to scream, “my mama mia”
almost all the scammers slappin’ files, i feel like johnny cena
your b_tch tied for second place, one of my finest eaters
ayy

- glockboyz teejaee cash kidd ot7 quanny

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