Lyrics Money Man – Saweetie

Saweetie Lyrics – Money Man

Singer: Money Man
Title: Saweetie

Steppers all around, If I don’t feed ’em they might eat me
Brown skin b#tch she feelin’ on my chest, she look like Saweetie
My arm still cookin’ dope up in the kitchen bumpin’ Jeezy
Never trust a n#gg# who steal from you, he too sneaky

We took that n#gg# off, he ain’t break bread, he was greedy
I Might slime a n#gg# out just like 〈.?.〉 sh#t get heinous
Put a n#gg# out his misery like my DJ make him famous
I’m the one who used to take them bags to Winston, Salem

Them n#gg#s ‘gon spin for free so I ain’t even gotta pay him
Lifted up my truck, and bought my b#tch a BBL
Come and gеt them bags from me my trap online likе AOL
Say you want a job from me, young n#gg# can you work a scale

If we go inside that courtroom, will you take the stand and tell
I know n#gg#s who build guns, but they barely know how to spell
Sometimes I prefer revolvers cause they don’t spit out the shell
Boy don’t piss us off today, we’ll hunt some n#gg#s like some Elk

Ask the last n#gg# we hit, he’ll tell you how them hollows felt
Skinny b#tch inside my dms, she remind me of Glorilla
I had drewed out on a fan, but he only wanted a picture (Yeah)
You look kinda good, but I really want your sister

Sometimes I go out of space, when that mushroom in my system
Boy this circle sh#t ain’t no joke, It get treated like religion
I be laughin’ to the bank, while I’m thumbin’ through this chicken
I’ma suit up like Black Panther when it’s time to catch a victim

Money dirty so i cleaned it, i had washed it and had rinsed it
These n#gg#s whack, and I’m one hundred like that Piru out of Cali
Tell that n#gg# quit callin’ your phone, don’t make me spin your baby daddy
Steppers all around, If I don’t feed ’em they might eat me

Brown skin b#tch she feelin’ on my chest, she look like Saweetie
My arm still cookin’ dope in the kitchen bumpin’ Jeezy
Never trust a n#gg# who steal from you, he too sneaky
Took that n#gg# off, he ain’t break bread, he was greedy

Might slime a n#gg# out just like 〈.?.〉 sh#t get heinous
Put a n#gg# out his misery like my DJ make him famous
I’m the one who used to take them bags to Winston, Salem
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