Key: D# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I got racks on the main
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She need more, shawty,
cash on the main
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Show some more,
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need that ass on the main
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Make it clap,
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cause we got cash on the main
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Ooh, buck around and
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order more money
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Ooh, buck around and order more
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Ooh, baby, we gon' order more money
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Ooh, buck around and order more
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I'm poppin' champagne,
now I'm pourin' more
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I just ran out of ones,
it's time to order more
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Swift, you want this cash,
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you gotta show some more
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Got private dances through
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that corridor
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I'm off drugs and a bunch of shots
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After party at my crib,
oh, with a bunch of thots
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So order more bottles,
don't care what the cost
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My neighbor is a bitch,
they try to call the cops
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Fuck you, I'm livin' life, all good,
don't need advice
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Pussy is my favorite vice,
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I see you, I get enticed
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Them titties nice,
tonight I'ma hit it twice
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Comin' home on that bape,
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bitch 2 a .m., them city nights, yeah
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Oh, fuck around and know them all, man
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Oh, fuck around
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and know them all
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Oh, baby, we gon' know them all, man
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Oh, fuck around and
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know them all
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Keep a bag, blow a bag,
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throw a bag, ain't nothin'
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On the weatherman, thunderstorm,
4K, it's whole hunnid
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Don't want no model, girl
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I want a bottle, girl
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And you on a ballin' girl,
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and I'm right here ballin' girl
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I'ma send you a Uber,
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and she from Aruba
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She know nothin' bout this thug life,
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she like, is a shooter
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Took her down in Miami,
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put that bitch on a scooter
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Took her straight to the Phantom Blue,
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I know just how to do her
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She said she had a man,
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but she know how to maneuver
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She give me head under water,
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so I'ma call up my scuba
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Now, Rolls -Royce on deck,
shorty ass so fat
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Told a bitch I love her,
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waitress all out of water
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I got old money, I can retire with it
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Tryna fuck her, check up now,
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ain't tryna die with it
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Money bad, money bad
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Got a whole bunch of slayers,
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got a whole lot of ads
And for her I just might
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Oh, fuck around and know the more money
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Oh, fuck around and know the more
Got it
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Oh, baby,
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we gon' know the more money
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Oh, fuck around and know the more
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Had to order some more money,
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just to throw it at her
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No money doesn't matter,
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I make it back manana
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I hit it like a batter, I make it ride or tatter
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I never give her answers,
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I never give her data
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Mama she a dancer,
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she dance a fuckin' ass off
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She take a fuckin' pass off,
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and dance a fuckin' ass off
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She let me feel that ass off,
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charge it to my black car
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She fuck me for that iPhone,
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she so tired of that Android
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An outdoor person havin'
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RGs in my backyard
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I think her ass got steroids
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This dick feel like heroin
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Liturgy the Eastman, Lord
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But I had to expand, Lord
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Shinin' on these niggas
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God, I'm lookin' for some 10, Lord
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I got all these bands, boy
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These hoes call me Bamboy BZF,
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Bamboy
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Stayin' pussin' out of the tabloids
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And used to think I was the bad boy
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Now I got that bag, boy
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Drop that coupon at Lloyd's
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Just all this homo cash, boy
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Just all this homo cash, boy
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Oh, fuck around and know them all, man
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Oh, fuck around and know them all
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Got that coupon L .O.
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Oh, baby, we gon' know them all, man
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Oh, fuck around and know them all
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All the time, I'll catch one
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Who we is?
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Young Moolaf, the 8 -bit you
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