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young thug – blue cash (world go round) كلمات اغاني

[intro: sample & young thug]
some people say it’s folly, but i’d rather have the lolly
with money, you can make a smash
there is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money, money, money
there is nothing like a newly minted pound
(money, money, money, money)
everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker
it’s accountancy that makes the world go ’round, ’round, ’round, ’round
you can keep your marxist ways, for it’s only just a phase
money, money, money makes the world go ’round (yee!)

[pre_chorus: young thug]
monte carlo, big sharks on my ankles (monte carlo)
i drape out all my broads, cartier bangles (cartier bangles)
i go military boys with the angles (gah_gah, phew_phew)
gotta upgrade the stars outta sp_ce for me (yeah)

[chorus: young thug]
lotta blue cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
mount it up her ass, she in barbie land (she in barbie land)
chopper count up diamonds, rock ’em by the 10s (by the 10s)
i’m just drinkin’ act, kurt cobain (cobains)

[verse 1: young thug]
money on your dawg and go bust his brains (grrt)
leave him on the sidewalk like he gettin’ a tan (graow)
i grow micro_soft drinkin’ oxygen (graow)
b_tch, i been a boss since a god d_mn kid (woo!)
hop out on the block with a ak, make him do the cha_cha_cha (skrrt, skrrt)
i rode the roadblocks with your bae and i got my rocks off
(got my rocks off)
she sucked the socks off of me and they was gucci (woo!)
i bent her over in the bentley spur and i didn’t eat her coochie
(on god)
i’m livin’ life as a pimp (yeah)
i’ll put a b_tch on your shrimp (yeah)
i’m high in the sky like a blimp (high)
ooh, i’ll cop a rolls royce first attempt (skrrt)
what’s the definition of real? yeah, yeah, yeah
when you kneel, yeah, yeah, yeah
you just showin’ you steal, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah (let’s go)

[verse 2: juice wrld]
fresh to death, gucci on my tomb
my chopper sing, it need autotune
bad b_tch in my hotel room
take a perky right before we f_ck, then act a fool
sad money, i got blue face diamonds
i’m at the top and i’m gonna keep on climbin’
i got a gun on my hip, no silence
i want these n_ggas to hear the violence
momma told me “don’t trust n0body”
d_mn, momma, you seen it coming
that’s why i don’t keep this heat for nothin’
try me, then you’re gettin’ one
plus one and a couple more, uh
30 shots when i am all done
right, right? did i do the math right?
stomp ’em out, wrath in my rafs, feel my wrath

[outro: sample]
money, money, money makes the–
money, money, money makes the–
money, money, money makes the world go ’round
money, money, money, money
money, money, money, money
money

- young thug

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