Made a lot of prep I might just spin
up my impending pull up on your party.
Yeah, we put some money for you
I just laid a nigga down spray the sauce is dirty
Oh red flare red flare Nick curry you pull up with a high point
We need me on your boy.
That's ten points.
It's totally your motherfucking Dory
Dough but we thought it's happy.
Yeah, I'm sad game.
We smoke beat
Blowing I might * up bitch and peasant to the ready
Drives our nightly and got bloody I just
pop he put yeah just to keep me going
But I'll type bitch.
Yeah money on top money
Money on top bitch * money on top money.
I just pull the ice cold out the boss money
I just put that bitch pest to my Betty
I've been rolling I see I feel it in money
Nick's Kenny touch of me my young niggas
I'm starting my six and see I turned up
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