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tre loaded - look like money lyrics

[intro]
woah, yeah (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
ayy, ayy, i look like i get money, baby, i ain’t gotta show it (no cap)
(this beat prodbyrtb)
ayy

[chorus]
ayy, i look like i get money (yeah), baby, i ain’t gotta show it (nah)
hit the dior store and spend a couple thousand when i’m bored
’bout my bacon, i’ll leave somethin’ bakin’, turn his ass to pork (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
ain’t no n_gga got the ups on me, if i shoot, i’ma score (go)

[verse 1]
if i take you to the fifty floor, you eatin’ more than hibachi
turned my life into a movie, so like popcorn, i’ma pop it (bang, bang)
his lil’ ho f_ck with gang, i got her drippin’ like a faucet (i got her drippin’ like a faucet)
i’m with everything bro with, my n_gga rollin’, then i’m rockin’ (my n_gga rollin’, then i’m rockin’)
and this dope don’t never sit, wе get it in and get it out (get it in and gеt it out)
and he a rat, know he gon’ sing, he comin’ just like mickey mouse (and he ain’t like nothin’ else)
she know what it is when we get done, no words, you gotta bounce (no words, you gotta roll)
real trapper, sixteen in a ‘bow, was goin’ ounce for ounce (was goin’ ounce for ounce)
now i’m movin’ these ‘bows whole, go re_up and get ’em sold (yeah)
that money you flexin’ old (yeah), new money, i’m countin’ rolls (yeah)
not gangster, get him exposed, whole team eatin’ and that’s the goal
don’t do gifts, give the ho coal, strike his ass, i like to bowl (bang, bang, bang, bang)
these folks sayin’ it’s my time, so i might go buss down my watch
and they see i’m gettin’ big, i’m the one feel like chris bosh (feelin’ like chris bosh)
i came straight out that pit, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no mosh (talkin’ ’bout no mosh)
for some lows i get him dropped, now he dead stuck in a box (he dead stuck up in the box)
[chorus]
ayy, i look like i get money, baby, i ain’t gotta show it (nah)
hit the dior store and spend a couple thousand when i’m bored
’bout my bacon, i’ll leave somethin’ bakin’, turn his ass to pork (turn his ass to pork)
ain’t no n_gga got the ups on me, if i shoot, i’ma score (no cap)

[verse 2]
the life you say you live imaginary, ain’t popped sh_t but a cherry
these n_ggas out here chasin’ p_ssy just like tom and jerry (playin’ cat)
and if we f_ck, you better shave, can’t do nothin’ if it’s hairy (n_gga, what?)
i know some n_ggas servin’ white, it look like katy perry (look like katy perry, yeah, yeah)
i’m out in houston, f_cked up a bag at the galleria (f_cked up a bag)
and i been droppin’ straight hot sh_t like i got diarrhea (hot sh_t)
i’m rollin’ kiesha in this leaf, it look like a tortilla (no cap)
my folks pull up and take your whip, ain’t gotta be a kia (ayy, uh)
y’all hoppin’ gang to gang (huh), the streets just ain’t the same (yeah)
these n_ggas actin’ p but tender, just like raisin’ canes (these n_ggas hoes)
clip hold two_three like james (like what?), side b_tch, i keep a main (keep a main)
and every time an opp get shot, we be the ones to blame (this beat prodbyrtb, ayy, haha)

[chorus]
ayy, i look like i get money, baby, i ain’t gotta show it (yeah)
hit the dior store and spend a couple thousand when i’m bored (ayy)
’bout my bacon, i’ll leave somethin’ bakin’ (ha), turn his ass to pork (bang, bang)
ain’t no n_gga got the ups on me, if i shoot, i’ma score (ayy, ayy)

- tre loaded lyrics

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