Money Over Hoes Key Glock

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Let the band play)

[Chorus]
They be like (What?) woah
That young nigga right there cold (Yeah)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
Nigga, I put money over hoes
They be like (What?) woah
That young nigga right there cold (Yeah)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah)
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
Nigga, I put money over hoes (Yeah, over thеse bitches, uh)
No, thesе hoes can't get my dough (Can't get my riches)

[Verse 1]
No, these bitches can't get my dough
I'm sippin' on lean by the four
Get a bag, do a show, then I roll
Yeah, I'm ballin', bitch, you know the score (Yeah)
If you're talkin' 'bout money, let's go (Let's get it, yeah, let's go)
Lil' nigga, he hot as a stove
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go
I see white teeth with diamonds and gold
I see niggas hate me on the low
Fuck that talkin', go ahead, drop the low
Fuck that talkin', my nigga, let's go

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