Money Rag lyrics

by

Rx Papi


[Intro]
Real Rx
Yuh, yuh
Baby girl say she like my swag
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Baby girl say she like my
Baby girl say she like my swag
Baby girl say she like my
Yuh

[Chorus]
Baby girl say she like my swag
Outfit match my money rag
Baby say she like the way that I talk
Say I move 'round like a boss
Baby girl say she like my swag
Drive this car so goddamn fast
Baby say she like the way that I talk
One wrong word and a n*gga get off
Baby girl say she like my swag
Outfit match my money rag
Baby say she like the way that I talk
Say I move 'round like a boss
Baby girl say she like my swag
Drive this car so goddamn fast
Baby say she like the way that I talk
One wrong word and a n*gga get off (Real Rx)
[Verse]
Got P's on P's, PT's and lean
Bring peace to me, I need to sleep
I shop with the plug, look out for me
He drop a deuce, I drop a three
I'm at a n*gga door like a Jehova witness
I walk in this b*tch like, b*tch, mind ya bidness
There's more P's in this b*tch than LA Fitness
Pull up on you with the P's like a LA gymnast
Real Rx, check the prescription
I walk in this b*tch swaggin', not drippin'
They like, "Pap, what the f*ck is the difference?"
I'm everything them n*ggas isn't
I got a white lick, look like Limp Bizkit
On Thanksgiving, the plug sent ten biscuits
Mask on my face, Tommy Ipkiss
I had no religion wearing True Religion
I started robbin' to buy Robin
Sold heroin to help my mom with bills
Not once did they ever ask how I feel
I wish I could tell you what happened in that field
There's grown n*ggas in the city want me killed
I crack out every day, it is what it is
When my momma declined my money I cried
When I lost [?] I just got high
Ridin' in the Audi with fifth on my mind
Snap back to reality, fifth on my side
Don't touch the radio, don't blow my high
I walk in this b*tch like God
My uncle told me keep goin', I'ma make it
I asked him is he still cool wit his plug?
'Cause if rap don't work then it's back to drugs
Load this Glock and stick a n*gga up
Lay him down, they gon' pick a n*gga up
They think I'm crazy in the f*ckin' [?]
But I will up this glick and bust
I walk in this b*tch like Roscoe's son
They wanna talk like me and dress how I dress
This sh*t depressing, these n*ggas look a mess
Actin' like a b*tch when she PMS'in
I'm ridin' with a brick, I'm BMF'in
[Chorus]
Baby girl say she like my swag
Outfit match my money rag
Baby say she like the way that I talk
Say I move 'round like a boss
Baby girl say she like my swag
Drive this car so goddamn fast
Baby say she like the way that I talk
One wrong word and a n*gga get off
Baby girl say she like my swag
Outfit match my money rag
Baby say she like the way that I talk
Say I move 'round like a boss
Baby girl say she like my swag
Drive this car so goddamn fast
Baby say she like the way that I talk
One wrong word and a n*gga get off
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