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yeat - money move كلمات أغنية

[intro]
go ‘head, o
danny, i see you

[chorus: yeat]
on some cash, what i’m running through
bands, make that money move
dance, make that honey groove
p_ssy tastes like honeydew
with these racks i see straight through you
you thought that sh_t was make believe
all this guap i got on me, it make these b_tches want to see

[verse 1: yeat]
hold up
diamonds flooded on my ring, check
i got money for my team
women is so delicious
swimming in different b_tches
i’ma get[?]
audemar on my wrist
got a new b_tch, suck d_ck
autopilot in a sp_ceship
bad lil’ baby, can you face it?
hop in the tesla, i put it in coupe
[?]
what the hеll did i do to you?
why can’t you just keep it real, keep the truth?
yuh
[refrain]
keeping it the truth, yuh (keeping it)
keeping it truе, yuh (keeping it keep_)
keeping it true, yuh (keeping it true)
keeping it true, yuh (yeah)
huh, yuh, yuh
keeping it true with me (keeping it keeping it)
keeping it true with me (true)
too many holes in my jeans

[chorus: yeat & nessly]
on some cash, what i’m running through
bands, make that money move
dance, make that honey groove
p_ssy tastes like honeydew
with these racks, i see straight through you (yeah)
you thought that sh_t was make believe
all this guap i got on me, it make these b_tches want to see (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: nessly]
n_ggas flexing gucci that they bought on grailed (heehee)
same price for your gucci, pay my brother bail (ooh)
pull up in a batmobile, i feel like christian bale (ooh, yeah)
i just poured the wockhardt in the ginger ale (yeah, yeah)
got 30 texts ’bout money, thought it was chain mail (hey, yeah)
these b_tches think i’m feeling them, i can’t read braille (hey, yeah)
show me hifey, p_ssy taste like diced peach (mwah)
diamonds white bleach, diamonds made my sprite pink (yeah)
i just made a chain and i ditched it (ooh)
yuh, i just f_cked her friend and went distant (facts)
yuh, phantom and the ghost, superstitious (big racks)
i f_cked the most, too many hoes, put ’em in guinness (heehee)
[chorus: yeat]
on some cash, what i’m running through
bands, make that money move
dance, make that honey groove
p_ssy tastes like honeydew
with these racks i see straight through you
you thought that sh_t was make believe
all this guap i got on me, it make these b_tches want to see

[outro]
dew
dew

- yeat

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