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YFN Lucci - Money to Get Lyrics



YFN Lucci - Money to Get Lyrics
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(DJ Lavish Lee)

Yeah, you know
Uh, uh-uh

Look, anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gone need my stick (yeah)
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman bitch (hmm, yeah)
How the f*ck you broke, oh, you been spendin' on that lil' bitch? (Yeah)
You know I'll send my shooter, my shooter don't miss
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (hell yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny you know I'ma need that spit (Yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?

If the clip hold ten, I'ma let you hold five, hell nah I ain't' gone be selfish
If a nigga talk shit, I'ma put the Glock right to his face like he tryna take a selfie
I'm a young fly nigga, kickin' whole lotta shit, ain't' no tellin' what a nigga might step in
Might do the Christian Dior, these ain't in store, nah, these ain't' no Giuseppes
I told 'em to roll, you smoked all of the jokes, and I told you that I'on't even like that
I don't chose the lil ho, I done wrote the lil ho, and the lil bitch didn't even write back
Look, he talk bout sendin' his bros, them niggas some hoes, man, them lil niggas ain't even like that
She keep on callin' my phone, I just got some dome, I told her it wasn't even like that
Bag for a Marilyn Monroe, I'm tryna get some head on the boat
She tryna ride the kid I told that ho drive the boat
We in Dubai, my bro brought the fire, shoutout to the Locs, huh
Me and BG, almost died, huh, let's make a toast

Look, anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gone need my stick (yeah)
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman bitch (hmm, yeah)
How the f*ck you broke, oh, you been spendin' on that lil' bitch? (Yeah)
You know I'll send my shooter, my shooter don't miss
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny you know I'ma need that spit (hell yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
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(DJ Lavish Lee)

Yeah, you know
Uh, uh-uh

Look, anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gone need my stick (yeah)
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman bitch (hmm, yeah)
How the f*ck you broke, oh, you been spendin' on that lil' bitch? (Yeah)
You know I'll send my shooter, my shooter don't miss
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (hell yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny you know I'ma need that spit (Yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?

If the clip hold ten, I'ma let you hold five, hell nah I ain't' gone be selfish
If a nigga talk shit, I'ma put the Glock right to his face like he tryna take a selfie
I'm a young fly nigga, kickin' whole lotta shit, ain't' no tellin' what a nigga might step in
Might do the Christian Dior, these ain't in store, nah, these ain't' no Giuseppes
I told 'em to roll, you smoked all of the jokes, and I told you that I'on't even like that
I don't chose the lil ho, I done wrote the lil ho, and the lil bitch didn't even write back
Look, he talk bout sendin' his bros, them niggas some hoes, man, them lil niggas ain't even like that
She keep on callin' my phone, I just got some dome, I told her it wasn't even like that
Bag for a Marilyn Monroe, I'm tryna get some head on the boat
She tryna ride the kid I told that ho drive the boat
We in Dubai, my bro brought the fire, shoutout to the Locs, huh
Me and BG, almost died, huh, let's make a toast

Look, anywhere it's smoke, I know I'm gone need my stick (yeah)
I can't save no ho, I ain't no Superman bitch (hmm, yeah)
How the f*ck you broke, oh, you been spendin' on that lil' bitch? (Yeah)
You know I'll send my shooter, my shooter don't miss
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny, you know I'ma need that spit (yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
Look, woke up this mornin' a lil' horny you know I'ma need that spit (hell yeah)
I brush my teeth in the mornin', f*ck yawnin' there's money to get
Look, I can't be arguin' and beefin' with all of this money to get (yeah)
Look, why is you all on the dick, when all of this money to get?
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Writer: Marcus Murray, Rayshawn L. Bennett
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Length: 2:45
Written by: Marcus Murray, Rayshawn L. Bennett

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