I Got Money Freet Yle Lyrics – Rotisserie Chicken
Singer: Rotisserie Chicken
Title: I Got Money Freet Yle
I’m in the club and I really want a sandwich
I want a dagwood sandwich
f#cked off the bean and this beat got me jamming
They think I’m black ’cause I’ve been tanning
This Thousand Island dressing on this white bread got me creaming
I just made a band; a thousand dollars got me beaming
Imma kill a cop because a sentence looks appealing
Came all in her face; she love my nut it got her cheesing
Smoking on exotic, sipping wock until I vomit
I felt my pants fall down but I didn’t mean to flaunt it
Got my stizzy making blinkers; once I’m broke I’ll have to pawn it
I got confused and f#cked her dad; I was only being honest
If we talking I want action; shove my balls inside her #ss
And when they keep on popping out then Imma blame it on her gas
But Imma keep on stacking money; get a car that drives real fast
And when that b#tch is acting funny Imma run and not look back
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Lyrics Rotisserie Chicken – I Got Money Freet Yle
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