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808 Kartel
Eskimo
DJ Flippp make that money flip
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All I see is dollar signs
Money on my mind
I might say that I'm broke
I'm just stackin' mine
When it comes to these chips
I don't play with mine
When it comes to these hoes
I don't waste a dime
When it comes to the dough
I'm gettin' mine
That's just how it go
I ain't wastin' time
I'm addicted to the paper
I can't lie
In love with the green
Both kinds
Where the hoes at
I'm a player lil baby thought you knew that
Put some syrup in my sprite
Where the coke at
She sucking on my dick
With both hand
Smoking and I'm getting some head
She a 10 I'm a fuck her and her best friend
Hit from the side
See the love in her eyes
She got dickmatized
That's like love in disguise
She told me she ain't never fuck with somebody like me
I told her there ain't no one else that do it like me
I got hoes I could hit up anytime
I don't want no love just wanna know that pussy mine
I don't really act tough cause I ain't actin'
I don't play games you know I stay active
I tell it like it is and you know i ain't cappin'
I don't fuck with drama lil baby I'm passin'
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