
Too Many Lil Duke
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[Intro]
Max Payne
Matt, what up?
48Hz
Let me talk to 'em
[Chorus]
I'm addicted to money, my habit is spending it, I gotta keep this shit on me (Keep this shit on me)
I know they gon' hate it but they cannot stop it, I already see this shit coming (I see this shit coming)
Too many hundreds on me, I'm like fuck the police and I do what I wanna (Fuck the polIce)
I did a magic trick right in front of his eyes, cook it up, Benihana (Voila)
[Verse 1]
I just be wildin' when I'm on that stage, I come off that bitch like a forty
Bitch, I got a .40 on me, I got on forty pointers (Forty pointers)
They still gon' wait for me, I got that cake on me, and I'm not talkin' 'bout no funnel
We was just movin' out so many bales, you would think we had a tunnel
I got on Louis V runners
I barely be walking, you know ain't no running
Young nigga toting them cutters
They bring your ass up, slime you out for your money (Slatt)
They 'bout to free that boy Yak
Caught a federal, these niggas know how we comin'
Blew his ass right out his shoes
In front of the church and they did it on Sunday
Max Payne
Matt, what up?
48Hz
Let me talk to 'em
[Chorus]
I'm addicted to money, my habit is spending it, I gotta keep this shit on me (Keep this shit on me)
I know they gon' hate it but they cannot stop it, I already see this shit coming (I see this shit coming)
Too many hundreds on me, I'm like fuck the police and I do what I wanna (Fuck the polIce)
I did a magic trick right in front of his eyes, cook it up, Benihana (Voila)
[Verse 1]
I just be wildin' when I'm on that stage, I come off that bitch like a forty
Bitch, I got a .40 on me, I got on forty pointers (Forty pointers)
They still gon' wait for me, I got that cake on me, and I'm not talkin' 'bout no funnel
We was just movin' out so many bales, you would think we had a tunnel
I got on Louis V runners
I barely be walking, you know ain't no running
Young nigga toting them cutters
They bring your ass up, slime you out for your money (Slatt)
They 'bout to free that boy Yak
Caught a federal, these niggas know how we comin'
Blew his ass right out his shoes
In front of the church and they did it on Sunday
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