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Money Lyrics by SuperShy

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[Hook:SuperShy]
Bitch nigga hatin' cuz I took his bitch now she making me money
You making me laugh nigga you so funny
I got the Tommy why u runnin? Bustin 2 shots in yo tummy
Nigga u a dummy, wrap you up like a mummy, leave you bloody(x2)
[Verse:LS-Dom]
Bitch boy be tryna steal my shine cuz I'm so sunny
Got a 7 inch and the bitches love it, yeah it makes me money
Tongue does tricks on the clit taste sweet like drips of honey
She moans so loud so loud so loud that I can't hear nothing
Hotter than carne asada with salsa you shouldn't touch me
Hot like Charmeleon flame, step away you shouldn't touch me
After I bust she just swallows my cum & continues sucking
It might be your bitch but it won't be your bitch if she fuckin' ugly
Throwing them heaters you eat em you need em like dope
Live what I'm preachin' believe it or not I can give two fucks if you don't
Haunted by demons until this one evening I smoked all my weed with the pope
Now I am seeing that if I can think it then I can achieve it fasho
But I'd rather talk about guns when I rap
Watch the 4-0 make his brains go splat
Running laps around rappers no track meet
You kissin' on ya girl when she kissed my dick last week
[Hook]
[Verse:SuperShy] Me and LS on the block everyday we just stackin them hunnids
Got anything you need but please dont ask me to front it
Yo bitch left you for me an im giving her dick and she munchin
Feelin me like Robutussun
Why you mad me it ain't my fault that you ain't hustlin'
I got the tommy, if you hatin' im shooting yo tummy don't be a dummy
Ill eat yo brains, i got the munchies
Just kick back and smoke something lets hit the store i got 38 and 44
Leavin once they hit the floor, No cops around now lets go
We mobbin, I got yo bitch riding shotty, bitch actin like a thottie
But damn she got a nice body, And she brought chi to the party
I just might let her fuck, I just might let her make me a buck
I just might but let her sell all my bud and give her cut, But she not the plug
Cuz id rather make that money by my fuckin' self
Tommy guns leave yo ass yellin' for help
LSD and double s don't fuckin' play
We ain't with no games, best respect, nigga this BLU.SA
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