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money making sace - keke palmer lyrics
[intro]
jigga what’s happening
i said i woke up feeling like the motherf_cking man
i said i woke up feeling like the motherf_cking man
[verse]
on some king kong sh_t, boxer briefs they legit
oh you lucky you done cuffed the b_tch, dog she ate my d_ck
i’m the joker n_gga, but i don’t wear makeup
when she suck d_ck, tell the b_tch keep yo’ face up
b_tch i’m dumb cute (b_tch!)
i don’t need you, (i don’t)
yeah you a bad b_tch
but i’m radical, (aye, yeah)
i got 1 b_tches, 2 b_tches
3 b_tches, 4
and they all know each other, hugh heff at your door, (i’m a player baby)
say, (aye, yeah)
i done went to mo_city
i’m at jigga house, hoping that his momma don’t k!ll me, (don’t do it)
might just go to burger king, gotta’ get a veggie burger
my lil’ b_tch so special, swear to god i won’t hurt her
i scream, i rock
in the h, i go and shop
gotta’ whole lot of that, yellow on me rick fox
perry ellis on my sleeve, turnin’ heads like a cop
shoutout dyllon for the chocker, now my neck it milly rock
i could put a hook here, but i like to talk sh_t
just shot the club up, but that b.c. legit, (ca_caw)
ain’t no more teen sh_t, two_o in this b_tch
gold diggers liking pictures, you ain’t sl!ck dumb b_tch
on my gu_wop sh_t, talkin’ b_tch i might be
on my grown boy sh_t, big shouts to chief keef
bandana on my head, it’s the f_ckin’ hidden leaf
put my whole d_ck in her, she go ooh sace, (stop it sace)
swear to god jordo hard, i’m a money making fiend
feeling so d_mn high, all i think about is c.r.e.a.m.,
on this gas very sleepy, talkin’ bout that blue dream
b_tch wear a sundress, let that motherf_cker breathe, (foreal)
colder than a penguin, like i’m madagascar
got tired of driving that, b_tch i need a faster car
ole’ muggin ass hoe, mad that i broke her heart
i ain’t cupid lil’ mama, all i did was play my part
yaux, facts
b_tch, bye
yo, b_tch
like, muah
lavish, living
sound, nice
walk in, (i want all of that)
f_ck a price
never did a spelling bee, but i’ll l!ck keke
l!cking down her crack, love to make a b_tch fiend
we don’t eat chicken wings, garbanzo beans b_tch
i’m tired of rapping, finna’ watch baki
ca_caw!
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