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Текст песни Messy Marv and San Quinn - Money Ova Bi*@?es

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Verse 1 *(San Quinn)*I`m sky ballin, a young California pimploungin in a stretch Bently sittin low on the tensice down, draped an dipped hittin bomb weed (bomb weed)pushin on stega shrimp, sippin Dom P (Dom P)lavishly cordinatedsavagly corperatedon casino, Mr. Gambino`s Mobb affiliatedthe world is mine that`s what I read on the blimpplayin cops I`m a robber wit blue prints to the mintdidn`t leave no evidence, back to my residencesnatch the Benjamin`s an all the other dead presidentsmy hoochies like to toss me the coochiefloss me in Guccibut groupies would never cost me no Loochiewhat I look like?givin a hoe all my doe, like she wrote all my flowsbitch I`m all-proyou be the same hoe on the stroll makin me mo dineroso tip-toe through the rain, sleet an snow.*(Chorus)* x2I gotta get my Money Ova Bitchesthey want the money, I want my riches.Verse 2 *(Messy Marv)*Quinnton mania, hoes I`m tamin yanever praisin ya, never payin yanuthin mo than attentionhavin paper is an addictionyour not bringin additionsthen subtract yo self from my juristictionsthis how I`m seein itmy crew would be the cleanestpushin Benzes an Beamersthese hoes ain`t pleased to meet uspass us Master Cards an Visa`sillegal searcheswe smokin roaches wit no crutchesbitches we cope from bein broke an do it like a hustlaan ain`t no friends we all cousinsbaby networkinmoney ain`t nuthin you got it all you need to quit perpin`a quarter million wouldn`t satisfy meI be a master like Pan I act like Lunionly God can do meburn a crutch wit doobie, approach smoothlyonly ladies wit paper amuse me, an broke hoes choose mebut lose bein in a pursuit of tryin to talkfor the conversation of fuck you an shit bitch it`s goin to cost.*(chorus)* x2Verse 3 *(San Quinn)*I got 2 for 1, from ye-yo to indopaper now, hoes later, the tradition in Fil-modime-els, bricks of ye-yo, coke dealers crack salesniggaz that tell on big wheelersyoung killaz, bitches that jock, look at `em staregot `em choosin, got hoes droolin on a playamy gold teeth glare, shinnin like cheese goin "Gling"knock out playa, K.O.P. in the streetI fuck wit big timers, ridin sideways wit young thugsdon`t manipulise, of Fil-mo hood nudgeshake hood slugs, make hood drugsnever could, never would a nigga hoe trustMoney Ova Bitchestrust a bitch I never wouldI`m too majorhavin paper like Tiger Woodsfamous in the Mobb rob from the rich slang ye-yo to the poorflippin, manipulatin a dumb hoefo way moI tell `em BIA-TCH!!I love ballin, how could I be tired of bein rich?been off the hook so long, got disconnected unexpectedan you niggaz is wrong fo payin hoes an hoes protected.*(chorus until end)*

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