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Money Long - Lyrics

Dude was kinda speaking' on you in a negative manner
Gettin' out his body and I got on top of that for you
Believe that, come here, bitch

Money long (money)
But my dick longer (it is)
Cellphone (yeah)
Want that pussy, phone her (hello?)
Sent her home (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a loner
Money long (money)
But my dick longer

Say your pack strong (pack strong)
But my pack stronger
Mister bring it home (bring it home)
Double California
Don't get your head blown (boom)
Drop a digit on ya
You say your money long (whew)
But my dick longer

Let the dons step off planes
I go dumb, hold up, wait
Breadwinner, I don't wait
What you skrrrt? Ain't no brakes
Black on black, matchin' plates
Back to hat, match the K
Back to back, I'm on drank
Matter fact, that's a shame

Gettin' better, sippin' lesser
Damn near had everything
Watch plain, rockin' Jane
Get you changed for some change
I'm Gucci love, and I don't change
Why not get that through your brain?
I'm shy, big body Range
I glide, we not the same

Tryna get back to that rico
But I had to fly to Spain
Hold up, let me take this call
Just got off the phone with Mane
State your business, state the business
We can not get in your face
Breadwinner, how I came
I got weight on my name
And that's on gang

Money long (money)
But my dick longer (it is)
Cellphone (yeah)
Want that pussy phone her (hello?)
Sent her home (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a loner
Money long (money)
But my dick longer

Say your pack strong (pack strong)
But my pack stronger
Mister bring it home (bring it home)
Double California
Don't get your head blown (boom)
Drop a digit on ya
You say your money long (whew)
But my dick longer

Thumbin' through it, I'm with one of my killers
Really think they belong in a kennel
I'ma die strong-armin' the Civic
Sneak geek, pour it up in the sampler
Fly to me
I be goin' in slippers
I'd dive in your shit in a minute
Sometimes, I get awkward intentions
Calm down, my reflection a killer

Ask Kaza if you do not remember
How I rock a t-shirt and a fitted
Snapback, put a hole in your center
Really that, I'm controllin' the temperature
You ain't heard?
I'm supplyin' the weather
Out the country, like Miles, I'm extra
Hashish, hundred pounds or better
Diss me, hit the town extensive

Two times, dick her down, I'm pressured
Like kids say, mines is better
I'm yeah, yeah, I be steppin'
Flash out, sometimes I'm special
Cigarette breath hoes, I never
You fall, please leave my presence
Bling blow, my gold reflectin'
I smile, and that's a blessing

Money long (money)
But my dick longer (it is)
Cellphone (yeah)
Want that pussy phone her (hello?)
Sent her home (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a loner
Money long (money)
But my dick longer

Say your pack strong (pack strong)
But my pack stronger
Mister bring it home (bring it home)
Double California
Don't get your head blown (boom)
Drop a digit on ya
Say your money long (whew)
But my dick longer

DJ Chose

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