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Alao Olukayode Emmanuel
Alao Olukayode Emmanuel
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Why you mad? why you mad bro? Lean back nigga fat joe You know I'm just tryna get the bag yo We like lol to the bank though True talk (Yeah) Look nigga men you gotta sit up (Sit up) I'm just tryna get myself some quick bucks (Quick bucks) You better let this hungry man chop (Chop) Nigga hustle up get some fucking income Big boy And I ain't hearing shit men dream calls Big boy Too busy rolling this blunt Big boy Get money get money big boy Big boy Wait back it up a minute who this? (W-w-who this?) I with the fucking new shit (New shit) Get the bag nigga not chicks (Yaah) Why your girl be steady catching feelings like she threw it? Ouu (Goddamn nigga) Keeping it popping all night (Yeah) Like your shawties hair men this haters go all back (All back) I don't give a damn by now you niggas should know that (Yeah real) Men I might just bring my middle finger to a gun fight Like yoo Look nigga don't play me (Yeah) Hit your girl with the doggy men I might give her rabies (Ray?) But we ain't playing men I'm just tryna follow simple nature get my pocket green while I'm still really reigning (Prrr) Why you mad? why you mad bro? Lean back nigga fat joe You know I'm just tryna get the bag yo We like lol to the bank though True talk (Yeah) Look nigga men you gotta sit up (Sit up) I'm just tryna get myself some quick bucks (Quick bucks) You better let this hungry man chop (Chop) Nigga hustle up get some fucking income Big boy And I ain't hearing shit men dream calls Big boy Too busy rolling this blunt Big boy Get money get money big boy Big boy When I'm on the beat men I gotta be gentle (Slow) I know I fuck it up alot but that's what i'm mean to be doing (That's what i'm meant to) I'm ahead of my time nowadays fucking this game is starting To feel like threading needle with pencil (Oh my god) I got bars with me and some extra in the back seat Who the fuck is ITK? okay, why you asking? I just wanna make it big in music (They know they know) See stats getting mega growth no wonder we'll be relaxing (Hey) You talk shit I keep a deaf ear (Yeah) Best believe the hype fuck whatever you expect A word for the haters, farewell Funny how they'll be wearing a frown no wonder they don't have dress sense (Cheee) Why you mad? why you mad bro? Lean back nigga fat joe You know I'm just tryna get the bag yo We like lol to the bank though True talk (Yeah) Look nigga men you gotta sit up (Sit up) I'm just tryna get myself some quick bucks (Quick bucks) You better let this hungry man chop (Chop) Nigga hustle up get some fucking income Big boy And I ain't hearing shit men dream calls Big boy Too busy rolling this blunt Big boy Get money get money big boy Big boy
Writer(s): Alao Emmanuel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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