Mix It Lyrics – MoneyMarr
Singer: MoneyMarr
Title: Mix It
Who made this sh#t, Pharaoh?
Kutta, cut that sh#t up, man
Uh
Model b#tches, yeah, I like ’em
All this new money, got b#tches excited
Circle too big, gotta get sh#t tighter
I told her open her mouth a little wider [Yeah
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Monte, go to islands
All the rich n#gg#s just sit back in silence
All broke n#gg#s just need ’em some guidance [Yeah]
Ain’t think I was makin’ it this far
Dirty Diana, ain’t hoppin’ in this car
Back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
Please don’t speak, put my dick where your lips are [Uh
Smokin’ on dope, that’s prеssure
Got two cars, need one more еxtra
First in the hood, yeah, they callin’ me special
When I go shoppin’, I need all the specials [Yeah]
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Too many b#tches, got them in the mix
Can’t trust none of ’em, everybody tricky
Broke-ass n#gg#s, that sh#t make me sick
100K dropped, sh#t came too quick
Money can’t stop, process won’t quit
Get me a check and I’m takin’ a trip
I beat the back and that p#ss# gon’ drip [Yeah]
Model b#tches, yeah, I like ’em
All this new money, got b#tches excited
Circle too big, gotta get sh#t tighter
I told her open her mouth a little wider [Yeah
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Monte, go to islands
All the rich n#gg#s just sit back in silence
All broke n#gg#s just need ’em some guidance [Yeah]
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it
Too many b#tches, got them in the mix [Uh]
Point ’em out
Diamonds, bringin’ them pointers out
Our n*ggas time is running out
Once you in that jam, ain’t no comin’ out
Ain’t worried ’bout followers, worried ’bout dollars
When it come to trap sh#t, yeah, I’m a scholar
Back in the day, we was poppin’ them collars
Back in the day, give a f#ck ’bout a college [Yeah]
Model b#tches, yeah, I like ’em
All this new money, got b#tches excited
Circle too big, gotta get sh#t tighter
I told her open her mouth a little wider [Yeah
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Monte, go to islands
All the rich n#gg#s just sit back in silence
All broke n#gg#s just need ’em some guidance [Yeah]
Ain’t think I was makin’ it this far
Dirty Diana, ain’t hoppin’ in this car
Back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
Please don’t speak, put my dick where your lips are [Uh
Smokin’ on dope, that’s pressure
Got two cars, need one more extra
First in the hood, yeah, they callin’ me special
When I go shoppin’, I need all the specials [Yeah]
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it
Too many b#tches, got them in the mix
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