Get to the money you gon' see these bitches flocking
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
Baby wanna f*ck me she off a molly
I be busy cooking up how the f*ck she find me?
She be fiending for my nut Ima hit it doggie
I ain't even finna bust now that bitch she salty
She know that I got something special
It's gon make these kids go mental
Ain't nobody on my level
Please stop talking get your bread up
Went and dropped up outta school, yeah I taught myself
Now I'm solo in the stu, ain't nobody else
When I'm - when I'm in the booth, I can feel they envy
When I pull up in that coupe everybody think I'm cool riding by myself
Get to the money you gon' see these bitches flocking
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
Vita Flare - Team~! Lyrics
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Get to the money you gon' see these bitches flocking
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
Baby wanna f*ck me she off a molly
I be busy cooking up how the f*ck she find me?
She be fiending for my nut Ima hit it doggie
I ain't even finna bust now that bitch she salty
She know that I got something special
It's gon make these kids go mental
Ain't nobody on my level
Please stop talking get your bread up
Went and dropped up outta school, yeah I taught myself
Now I'm solo in the stu, ain't nobody else
When I'm - when I'm in the booth, I can feel they envy
When I pull up in that coupe everybody think I'm cool riding by myself
Get to the money you gon' see these bitches flocking
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
Baby wanna f*ck me she off a molly
I be busy cooking up how the f*ck she find me?
She be fiending for my nut Ima hit it doggie
I ain't even finna bust now that bitch she salty
She know that I got something special
It's gon make these kids go mental
Ain't nobody on my level
Please stop talking get your bread up
Went and dropped up outta school, yeah I taught myself
Now I'm solo in the stu, ain't nobody else
When I'm - when I'm in the booth, I can feel they envy
When I pull up in that coupe everybody think I'm cool riding by myself
Get to the money you gon' see these bitches flocking
I got some shawties on my team they always calling
They be like baby, do you hate me?
Girl is you crazy?
I just stack this money like I'm Jay-Z
I hear all the talking it don't phase me
I can tell a lot of people hate me
They be watching what I'm doing talking shady
'Cause they know I'm never stopping this a daily habit
I gotta have it
So f*ck these bitches they gon' drain me with they baggage
Don't need no Mrs. rather pull up in a fast whip
You got attached so you gon' end up in a casket
Writer: Richard Rakchtis
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