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Fuck a Show - Money Man
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Fuck a Show Money Man

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Fuck a Show - Money Man
[Intro]
(It's 100K)
(Cmo Productions)

[Verse 1]
Had to kick that ho up out the Sprinter, she was doin' the most
Thinkin' that me and her was goin' together, she just gave me throat
I was rocking Dior, the spring collection when I went to court
I made Rich God sew some shoulder holsters in that Louis coat
I just served that nigga a bag of 'za, I charged him sixty-five
Last nigga who ran off with a bag, I left him paralyzed
All my money filthy, now it's clean, I had it sterilized
I'ma spin this shit tonight on sight, I ain't sparin' guys
Hanging with some heathens, but the sneakers on me Fear of God
Had to kick that nigga out the Circle, he was thinkin' small
Shooter hit him three timеs in the chest, we watchеd his body fall
If you ain't worth at least a hundred thousand, I can't talk to y'all
I got seven different foreign cars, I'm never walking, y'all
Police put me in interrogation, I ain't talk at all
I be clutching on that 45 when I walk the dog
Shawty say she loyal to the game, she gon' take the charge

[Chorus]
Fuck a show, we came to your city just to serve these bags
Caught a play and missed the concert, now my fans mad
Put some money on my head, I promise we'll leave your shooter dead
My ex in her feelings 'cause my new bitch looking super bad
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