*Cue sharpie mustache, sideways ski goggles, matching zip up/wall, and bad autotune*
YZ x2 (indiscernible) x2
x2 Going ham on your bitch, man this is crazy On the couch, in the house, man you Getting all the bread, man this is crazy You know that and the team so fuck you pay me
1: Aint nothing more annoying than the I stay the green in the mean, alligators Stay sippin lean, score TD (touchdown) the Raiders Money getting like Arnold Schwarzenegger Waiting for my time, so dont forget to tip the We a bunch of dream-chasers about to go may-JAH (major) Whip looking foreign, cruising through the Glock crispy, yeah Im a Fish Filet-YAH (No translation available) Bullets look nuggets, and Im a Chick Fil-Et YA been sweet, wed rather die before we pay up Got some bitches cooking, wipe my oven, ni**as bricks Got some bitches wasting time, my
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2: Man, she my phone; she say the money on! She say my money grown, Im sober Never party alone, your a lover A butter...pussy unknown...???(incoherent mumbling) hit you like a raindrop Money stack Pringle chips Money take time, tick I been a snitch And my lips on lip-lock knockin like we playing knick knock (?) --- (drop beat)
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3: YZ so de mane, my fan d (?) Aint nobody us You boys at Wendys all ....(incoherent mumbling) I got papers, I got papers so my always grow Got a stripper bitch, cant stand the Cause she say I trained her right, and she the stroll (?) Young you do it better, and flyer than I go to the mall, yeah I ball like I never been a bitch or know what I cant (incoherent mumbling)..........FINESSE!
YZ...Finesse (x2)
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