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glockboyz teejaee – decisions كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(okay, k money)
i ain’t never seen no bankroll that was ugly, n_gga
a bankroll that—, come on

[chorus]
i ain’t never seen no bankroll that was ugly (i ain’t never)
so i don’t chase hoes, i chase money
this paper that i got on me right now, this sh_t ain’t nothin’
it’s wintertime, we still got the block bangin’ like the summer (like it’s the summer)
two hundred on the dash, n_ggas can’t keep up
real player, type to get the neck from the b_tch and throw the peace up
[?] come and everybody get a slice like it was pizza (yeah)
decisions, should i take that ten milli or the nina?

[verse]
yeah, steph curry, i had a good day on an off night (on an off night)
just know we taxin’ for that dough, that sh_t like off_white (like virgil)
i let her f_ck me once, she rode me like a bike (she rode me like me a bike)
i f_ck around and k!lled the p_ssy, when the candlelight? (the candlelight)
money callin’, phone ringin’, i be back tomorrow (i be back tomorrow)
i get mine out the mud, you like to beg and borrow (you like to beg and borrow)
street n_gga, i’ll probably go and grab a monte carlo (yeah, yeah)
and throw some hoochies on that b_tch, i been the real problem (yeah, yeah)
i’m the villain in the movie they tryna k!ll (they tryna k!ll)
i don’t want you to go to jail, you’d probably squeal
you ain’t never caught no body, you ain’t sh_t like paid will
that young n_gga was out here bangin’ on them guns and he had a mill’ (on my mama)
you ain’t never talk to that money, you a broke boy (broke boy)
you ain’t never counted the money until your thumb sore
my n_gga told me grab two bricks before i go on tour
[?] rich, i rap, and still go hit the trap every day when i’m bored (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
i ain’t never seen no bankroll that was ugly (i ain’t never)
so i don’t chase hoes, i chase money
this paper that i got on me right now, this sh_t ain’t nothin’
it’s wintertime, we still got the block bangin’ like the summer (like it’s the summertime)
two hundred on the dash, n_ggas can’t keep up
real player, type to get the neck from the b_tch and throw the peace up
[?] come and everybody get a slice like it was pizza (come on)
decisions, should i take that ten milli or the nina? (yeah, baow, baow, baow)

- glockboyz teejaee

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