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MMM Video (MV)




Performed By: Eleven9
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Jarid Hutchins
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Eleven9 - MMM Lyrics




Money making Mitch, High roller to come to visit
Bitch, I was broke for a whole six months
Back to back losses, nigga, I was in a slump
Had to take a risk, that could leave me on a bunk

Unk said, neph just don't open up that trunk
If he movin' wocky, take a shit, you better dump
Made my own plays, I ain't never been a flunky
You wifin bitches that I'm f*ckin', boy, you movin' scummy

Even if my money funny, I'm never dressin' bummy
She said she had rainy days, I turned them bitches sunny
I let my blood to death, but look what Ice did to Sunny
A lion turned snake for a little bit of money

I ain't wipin' niggas nose, I leave that bitch runnin
Cartier glasses, they keep fallin' off my face
Cheated on my bitch, she tried to spray me with the mace
Bitch, don't tell me what you want, my name ain't Mace

That pussy gettin' old, baby, I just want your face
Million dollar marathon, yeah, we in a race
If my dog come first, I don't care about my place
The way I push this bitch, you would've thought it was a chase

The way I tuck the Glock, you would've thought I had a case
I'm an outcast, but a nigga fresh and clean
I can stuff 50 racks in my Zubi jeans
She dress so nice, but I swear that walk mean

I'ma be honest before I sell your ass a dream
I need cash every day, I be feelin' like a fiend
Jimmy that's my dog, man, they could've called me Sheen
Hutch got that dog like a Pomp Posh Kennel

If you sell one, that's just 20 on the menu
If they say my name, then we packin' out the venue
If you need somethin' from the store, we gon' send you
If I linked you in Miami, I probably f*ck you in the rental

Yeah, I'm light skinned, but I ain't gettin' sentimental
Yeah, he drive 50, but that shit was on hold
Niggas dry cleaners, all they ever did was fold
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Money making Mitch, High roller to come to visit
Bitch, I was broke for a whole six months
Back to back losses, nigga, I was in a slump
Had to take a risk, that could leave me on a bunk

Unk said, neph just don't open up that trunk
If he movin' wocky, take a shit, you better dump
Made my own plays, I ain't never been a flunky
You wifin bitches that I'm f*ckin', boy, you movin' scummy

Even if my money funny, I'm never dressin' bummy
She said she had rainy days, I turned them bitches sunny
I let my blood to death, but look what Ice did to Sunny
A lion turned snake for a little bit of money

I ain't wipin' niggas nose, I leave that bitch runnin
Cartier glasses, they keep fallin' off my face
Cheated on my bitch, she tried to spray me with the mace
Bitch, don't tell me what you want, my name ain't Mace

That pussy gettin' old, baby, I just want your face
Million dollar marathon, yeah, we in a race
If my dog come first, I don't care about my place
The way I push this bitch, you would've thought it was a chase

The way I tuck the Glock, you would've thought I had a case
I'm an outcast, but a nigga fresh and clean
I can stuff 50 racks in my Zubi jeans
She dress so nice, but I swear that walk mean

I'ma be honest before I sell your ass a dream
I need cash every day, I be feelin' like a fiend
Jimmy that's my dog, man, they could've called me Sheen
Hutch got that dog like a Pomp Posh Kennel

If you sell one, that's just 20 on the menu
If they say my name, then we packin' out the venue
If you need somethin' from the store, we gon' send you
If I linked you in Miami, I probably f*ck you in the rental

Yeah, I'm light skinned, but I ain't gettin' sentimental
Yeah, he drive 50, but that shit was on hold
Niggas dry cleaners, all they ever did was fold
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Writer: Jarid Hutchins
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