
Drippin’ n’ Leakin’ Money Man
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[Intro]
Damn dog
Fuck you lookin' all sour for nigga go get you some money nigga
Worry bout' my mo' fuckin' pockets nigga
[Hook]
I make a call they gonna send me a dollar
She fuck with me hard cause I keep it a 1000
Those hunnids be pilin' those niggas be wildin'
Everything on me designer I'm stylin'
I got the VS' in my medallion
My shoes they were specially made from Italians
She fuck she fuck me she tell me she love me
I fly like a seagull young nigga like buzzfeed
She drippin' she leakin'
She came to the door in Victoria Secret
Just like a producer you know that I beat it
I water n' seed it
She drippin' she leakin'
MY diamonds be drippin' and leakin'
Thought we got something in common
I hit that gas I get high as a comet
She [?] the street them niggas are demons
It's Harvest Season, my niggas bosses are eatin'
[Verse 1]
My shoes they bloody underneath em'
I don't need no handouts you niggas can keep them
I go inside and she heavily breathin'
They treat me like Lebron when I go to Cleveland
I knock them off now they finally greavin'
She wanna come get a sample of a niggas semen
Clean as fuck these niggas fake as fuck
Keep the hate far away from us
Gotta keep the jealousy away from us
I push the foreign like I'm in a derby
I'm swervin' in service
She pull me closer and said work me
I lost some friends and they hurt me
Can't let the money get between us
We pushin' heels in her beamers
Fresh line my clothes out the cleaners
I gave the judge the middle finger
Can't let my enemies linger
I'm killin' them niggas on sight
Damn dog
Fuck you lookin' all sour for nigga go get you some money nigga
Worry bout' my mo' fuckin' pockets nigga
[Hook]
I make a call they gonna send me a dollar
She fuck with me hard cause I keep it a 1000
Those hunnids be pilin' those niggas be wildin'
Everything on me designer I'm stylin'
I got the VS' in my medallion
My shoes they were specially made from Italians
She fuck she fuck me she tell me she love me
I fly like a seagull young nigga like buzzfeed
She drippin' she leakin'
She came to the door in Victoria Secret
Just like a producer you know that I beat it
I water n' seed it
She drippin' she leakin'
MY diamonds be drippin' and leakin'
Thought we got something in common
I hit that gas I get high as a comet
She [?] the street them niggas are demons
It's Harvest Season, my niggas bosses are eatin'
[Verse 1]
My shoes they bloody underneath em'
I don't need no handouts you niggas can keep them
I go inside and she heavily breathin'
They treat me like Lebron when I go to Cleveland
I knock them off now they finally greavin'
She wanna come get a sample of a niggas semen
Clean as fuck these niggas fake as fuck
Keep the hate far away from us
Gotta keep the jealousy away from us
I push the foreign like I'm in a derby
I'm swervin' in service
She pull me closer and said work me
I lost some friends and they hurt me
Can't let the money get between us
We pushin' heels in her beamers
Fresh line my clothes out the cleaners
I gave the judge the middle finger
Can't let my enemies linger
I'm killin' them niggas on sight
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