GET YØ MØNEY UP lyrics

by

Luci4


[Intro]
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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Luci4]
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[Verse 2: islurwhenitalk]
Yeahh, catch a n*gga at a green light he still gettin' stopped
Catch a n*gga at a red light he bound to get dropped
Can’t f*ck wit' these hoes, these hoes homie hop
That hoe broke hoe, yeah she a silly bop
I don't f*ck hoes, nah, I jus want the boot
S.KKKULT, 1006, we some f*ckin’ troops
When I'm gettin' to this money say, "Who the f*ck are you?"
When I'm gettin' to this money say, "I don't f*ck wit' you."
Yo b*tch turned out to be a burden, I hope she humble you
b*tch ass n*gga, get yo f*ckin' money up

[Verse 3: Luci4]
Yuh, yuh, ayy, ayy, yuh
Getcho money up n*gga not yo funny up
Talk down on the ’KKKULT then you know I am running up
Meet me in person like, "Damn, he stunning." Huh?
Just killed a person that n*gga went belly up
And if he’s still a problem, call Billy up
He gon' pull up wit’ a gang of Bounty Hunters
That n*gga gon' snake you he is not yo brother
Expensive ass jacket on 'cause the f*ckin' weather
I got sixteen [?] basic b*tch I’m not on [?]
I got n*ggas in the county that'll poke you up
[?] n*ggas mad like, "What the f*ck?"
If a n*gga disrespect a n*gga quack like Donald Duck
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