Luyện nghe bài hát Whole Lotta Money

Ay,
(Zaytoven)
Metro Boomin some more nigga

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Whole lotta money, whole bitches
lotta cars, whole lotta wrists
I'm the one that put ho up on a mission
Yeah I got main thing blowing kisses
the doors on the Lambo', hit the switch
I got the .40 on me around a biscuit
Whole lotta money, lotta bitches
Whole lotta cars, whole wrists
I'm the one put your ho up on a mission
Yeah I got your main thing kisses
Lift the doors on the Lambo', hit the
I got the .40 on me around a biscuit
[Verse 1:
100 nigga broke a shame-shame-shame
Margiela, it got the paint-paint-paint
4000 dollars for a (?)
40,000 for a Rollie, plain
When I walk in this bit' I need bitches that know my
If you for my chin I hit you with the chopper, bang
I hit these bitches from the back, I her like a podie-tang
Dabbing in make orangoutang
I got babies in the kitchen, in the living room
Molly if you want to take a out to the moon
Get in that pussy, the pussy like (?)
Me and hitting two bitches, the same room
I was trapping all night, all
We are not the same, we are not you
talking all that popping nigga is you bullet proof?
I just (?) I put that up on the booth
She don't know a nigga, paper keep her out the loop
Fucking bitches by the three or 'em by the deuce
I don't with you niggas, you and 12 in cahoots
Don't eat from bitches, mama said they put roots
Ay, ay, ay, ay, never show a nigga where you mama lay
A-K, K-K-K, white in my kitchen the KKK

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Whole lotta money, whole bitches
Whole lotta cars, lotta wrists
I'm the one that put your ho up on a
Yeah I got your thing blowing kisses
the doors on the Lambo', hit the switch
I got the .40 on me haul around a
Whole lotta money, whole lotta
Whole lotta cars, lotta wrists
I'm the one put your ho up on a mission
Yeah I got your thing blowing kisses
Lift the on the Lambo', hit the switch
I got the .40 on me haul a biscuit

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Pull up in the (?), bring the back
All motherfucker with the Kel (?) Tec
I'm the young nigga 100 percent
(?) trap out the fence
and the bails, I'm the candy man
Got a real nigga, yeah we have it now
Kept it real the street now I'm a millionaire
Got bitches in foreigns, everywhere
Might up in the trenches in a (?) Jeep
Smoking on cookie with a on the seat
F&N up the DNG
Young rich nigga, yeah they with me
I might pull up on the plug with a a ticket
37 bricks, tell him get back with him
Tryna a (?)
(?) out the pot if you know how to it
I was in the trap all night working my
a nigga bout to (?) crack the dog food
Jump out I done (?)
Caught my first for a couple hundred or two
Went straight to the lot and out the coupe
Spent the seven on some whooptie-whoops
Show to the hood like the gangsters do
I'm used to money, what I'm supposed to do?

[Hook:
Whole lotta money, lotta bitches
Whole lotta cars, whole lotta
I'm the one that put your ho up on a
I got your main thing blowing kisses
Lift the doors on the Lambo', hit the
I got the .40 on me haul a biscuit
lotta money, whole lotta bitches
Whole cars, whole lotta wrists
I'm the one that put your ho up on a
I got your main thing blowing kisses
Lift the doors on the Lambo', hit the
I got the .40 on me haul around a