[Intro]
DiCaprio productions
(DiCaprio productions, DiCaprio productions)
Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy
[Chorus: Money Man]
One of one drip, this not in the stores
Had it rain on the stripper, it poured
Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford
Got her wet like she jumped overboard
I'ma sock it just like I'm a cord
Maybe I'll hit the trap and record
Déjà vu, I done did this before
Walk in Gucci and buy out the store
They won’t let no one else through the door
And my ho get a allowance, no chores
In a stable, my car got them horses
Gotta her playin' somewhere in the foreign
Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches
She love me, her panties get moisture
Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts
Get exotic and import, export
[Verse 1: Money Man]
I got loud in my pantry, she ride like a banshee
You ain't got no plug, you pay tons on humanity
Watches are one of one, this shit be nasty
My style be outstanding
And baby got short hair but she ain’t got cancer
Made it rain on a dancer, she was so thankful
The reaper took Lil Man, that shit was so painful
I fuck her so good, I'ma fuck up her pancreas
That ain’t the real strain, you niggas just namin' shit
Get them thoughts out yo' head
You lil' niggas ain’t taking shit
I gave her 50 a P just to bring me shit
I had to dock her 'cause she showed up late and shit
I’m in the trap selling Ps in the latest drip
This bag from Cali and that one Canadian
I rock them scarves on my head like Iranians
This stick I’m holding from Czechoslovakia
I keep that Glock on my hip like a officer
I with Da Baby, no we not gravy
My outdoor be cheap and my trap house be deep
I can save and release some steel when we greet
Shot in yo' teeth, yeah
And she wet like a reef, niggas copy like parakeets
I'm in the 'jects catchin' plays, I'm a Cherokee
Lil bitches beggin' and pleadin' to marry me
DiCaprio productions
(DiCaprio productions, DiCaprio productions)
Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy
[Chorus: Money Man]
One of one drip, this not in the stores
Had it rain on the stripper, it poured
Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford
Got her wet like she jumped overboard
I'ma sock it just like I'm a cord
Maybe I'll hit the trap and record
Déjà vu, I done did this before
Walk in Gucci and buy out the store
They won’t let no one else through the door
And my ho get a allowance, no chores
In a stable, my car got them horses
Gotta her playin' somewhere in the foreign
Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches
She love me, her panties get moisture
Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts
Get exotic and import, export
[Verse 1: Money Man]
I got loud in my pantry, she ride like a banshee
You ain't got no plug, you pay tons on humanity
Watches are one of one, this shit be nasty
My style be outstanding
And baby got short hair but she ain’t got cancer
Made it rain on a dancer, she was so thankful
The reaper took Lil Man, that shit was so painful
I fuck her so good, I'ma fuck up her pancreas
That ain’t the real strain, you niggas just namin' shit
Get them thoughts out yo' head
You lil' niggas ain’t taking shit
I gave her 50 a P just to bring me shit
I had to dock her 'cause she showed up late and shit
I’m in the trap selling Ps in the latest drip
This bag from Cali and that one Canadian
I rock them scarves on my head like Iranians
This stick I’m holding from Czechoslovakia
I keep that Glock on my hip like a officer
I with Da Baby, no we not gravy
My outdoor be cheap and my trap house be deep
I can save and release some steel when we greet
Shot in yo' teeth, yeah
And she wet like a reef, niggas copy like parakeets
I'm in the 'jects catchin' plays, I'm a Cherokee
Lil bitches beggin' and pleadin' to marry me
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