Send the Addy Lyrics – MoneyMarr
Singer: MoneyMarr
Title: Send the Addy
Uh, yeah, and I say
Yeah, she call me daddy
Send me the addy, uh
Yeah, I’m f#ckin’ her she call me daddy, uh
Yeah, if she really my b#tch she gon’ send me the addy uh, baby
Catch you with him it get tragic
Catch you with him it get
Let’s go, uh
I’m f#ckin’ her she call me daddy if you really my b#tch you gon’ send me his addy, uh
Catch you with him it get tragic I’m beefin’ with n#gg#s I whip out and blast it
When we came up out the trenches we so used to trappin’ now we out here livin’
Out of town then we pack with them b#tches I open her legs and I finally dig in
Put him on now my homie he rich
I need 22m’s like I’m Wiggins
Love the sound of that Drac’ when it hit
Love the sound of that opp when I hit it
Love this b#tch she got me thinkin’ different
She come over we f#ck it’s consistent
To tell the truth but I don’t think that they listenin’
Fell in love with that ice when it glisten
But f#ck that, back to the glow can’t rush that
Stay with my pole I’ma up that
These n#gg#s hoes, suspect
I’m out in public I’m clutchin’, uh
You talk ’bout a hundred that’s nothin’, uh
You n#gg#s can’t see me in nothin’, uh
Southside trenches get ugly and that’s where I’m thuggin’
I get fly then go out and go lay-up
Never sleep always there for the wake-up
I was stuck on the hole got my cake up
Now she on me she want Botega
I’ma fly to the islands might take her
If I want it I get it I’ma take her
You my brother I ain’t countin’ no favors
Out of all my hoes you my favorite
Out of all my hoes you the wettest
She like suckin’ on me that’s her fetish
Hundreds twenties that’s cauli’ and lettuce
Really uppin’ my rank I got leverage
Keep it humble I hope you don’t test me
Love the mic ’cause it bring out the best of me
When I’m hittin’ her I’m tryna stretch her
I pull out when I’m bustin’ she catch it
I’m f#ckin’ her she call me daddy if you really my b#tch you gon’ send me his addy, uh
Catch you with him it get tragic I’m beefin’ with n#gg#s I whip out and blast it
When we came up out the trenches we so used to trappin’ now we out here livin’
Out of town then we pack with them b#tches I open her legs and I finally dig in
Put him on now my homie he rich
I need 22m’s like I’m Wiggins
Love the sound of that Drac’ when it hit
Love the sound of that opp when I hit it
Love this b#tch she got me thinkin’ different
She come over we f#ck it’s consistent
To tell the truth but I don’t think that they listenin’
Fell in love with that ice when it glisten
Yo Hustle
Aye make me a beat Kid
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