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jay18k - big money 2 كلمات الأغنية

big money 2 lyrics
[chorus: playboi carti]
spent a hundred k on my son, i bought my sister a jeep
can’t f_ck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a f_ck about me
all black 2_3, lebron with the heat (what? 23, 23)
i was just in miami in the rolls royce geeked (what? yeah, rolls royce, geeked)
lil’ tommy got an fn in the backseat (what? yeah, in the backseat)
red rag, red flag, b_tch, you better make peace (yeah)
i’m in this b_tch with my k!llers (yeah)
whole lotta motherf_ckin’ n_ggas (yeah)
we got them motherf_ckin’ choppers (yeah)
i pick you up, n_gga, i get you (yeah)
i said i don’t f_ck with these n_ggas (yeah)
we see ’em, we punchin’ them n_ggas (yeah)
we upping the score on these n_ggas (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)
go back
you was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (okay)
beno, he go crazy, you know that (what? what? yeah)

[verse: playboi carti]
whole lotta bands in this b_tch (what? yeah)
whole lotta cash in this b_tch (yeah)
hop on the motherf_ckin’ plane (yeah)
i just popped me a g6 (yeah)
you know that i love to stay high (yeah)
my shawty just said that she bi (yeah)
she carry that sh_t, she gon’ ride (yeah)
i f_cked her then told her she mine (yeah)
i’m really not with telling lies (yeah)
i really don’t hang around guys (yeah)
the streets treat me like a god (yeah)
my b_tch treat me like a god (yeah)
got a main and a side (yeah, side)
f_ck fame, i ride with the fire
blow out the brain in the ride (ugh)
blow out the brain in the ride (yeah)
i’m riding ’round town with a ratchet b_tch (ayy)
she say, “carti, you back on your ratchet sh_t” (ayy)
i rock diamonds, the patek from eliantte (what?)
show me something that carti not better than
if a n_gga keep talking, we running in (yeah)
get that n_gga kicked out like i’m punting it (yeah)
on the block rolling dice and i’m going in
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus: playboi carti]
spent a hundred k on my son, i bought my sister a jeep
can’t f_ck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a f_ck about me
all black 2_3, lebron with the heat (what? 23, 23)
i was just in miami in the rolls royce geeked (what? yeah, rolls royce, geeked)
lil’ tommy got an fn in the backseat (what? yeah, in the backseat)
red rag, red flag, b_tch, you better make peace (yeah)
i’m in this b_tch with my k!llers (yeah)
whole lotta motherf_ckin’ n_ggas (yeah)
we got them motherf_ckin’ choppers (yeah)
i pick you up, n_gga, i get you (yeah)
i said i don’t f_ck with these n_ggas (yeah)
we see ’em, we punchin’ them n_ggas (yeah)
we upping the score on these n_ggas (yeah)
go out the back door on that n_gga (yeah)

[outro: playboi carti & summrs]
you know my cup’s purple, it’s clean in the sprite
back to the basics when i loved talkin’ in the mic
you was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (okay)
beno, he go crazy, you know that (what? what? yeah)

- jay18k

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