
Million Dollar Plugs Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Jose Guapo (Ft. Rockstar Marqo)
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[Intro: Rockstar Marqo]
Yeah, this that Million Dollar Plugs shit, man
MONY POWR RSPT, XVL
Go!
[Chorus: Rockstar Marqo]
Ay look, fuck a middleman
Bitch, you know a nigga plugged in
Import, export
I can get all the drugs in
Heard a nigga got a drought
Nigga about to bring the flood in
Pack just ran out
Nigga about to bring a ton in
Million dollar plugs, million dollar plugs
Import, export, nigga bring in that all the drugs
Million dollar plugs, million dollar plugs
Pack just ran out
One call, get another ton
[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
Young Guapo gotta do it, I can't call my shooters
I swear I got more hoes than hoes that work at Hooters
I ain't scared of shit, nigga got some big kahunas
On the phone talking numbers with some fucking Cubans
Nigga, they MDP, too
We got the world on strings, too
[?] that's my sweet tooth
Play with that money, they'll shoot you
Skirting off in the 'Vette
And the doors still wet
And we got them Xanax for days
And we gotta ride for them J's
I'ma just keep getting paid
Working my trap like a slave
None of my bitches is safe
Stay real till I'm in the grave
Yeah, this that Million Dollar Plugs shit, man
MONY POWR RSPT, XVL
Go!
[Chorus: Rockstar Marqo]
Ay look, fuck a middleman
Bitch, you know a nigga plugged in
Import, export
I can get all the drugs in
Heard a nigga got a drought
Nigga about to bring the flood in
Pack just ran out
Nigga about to bring a ton in
Million dollar plugs, million dollar plugs
Import, export, nigga bring in that all the drugs
Million dollar plugs, million dollar plugs
Pack just ran out
One call, get another ton
[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
Young Guapo gotta do it, I can't call my shooters
I swear I got more hoes than hoes that work at Hooters
I ain't scared of shit, nigga got some big kahunas
On the phone talking numbers with some fucking Cubans
Nigga, they MDP, too
We got the world on strings, too
[?] that's my sweet tooth
Play with that money, they'll shoot you
Skirting off in the 'Vette
And the doors still wet
And we got them Xanax for days
And we gotta ride for them J's
I'ma just keep getting paid
Working my trap like a slave
None of my bitches is safe
Stay real till I'm in the grave
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