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Strong Money (feat. Simbo)
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Jania Asiel Henderson
Jania Asiel Henderson
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Simeon Henderson
Simeon Henderson
Songwriter

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Blue bills on me keep the heat on like the trap My fingers getting cramps cuz I been counting all these racks Four, five bands I'm sipping Fiji can't do tap My music go around in the hood, like it's crack My ex swear she too good for me, but she keep running back Bro tryna leave them streets alone, but he keep running packs When I feel like a boss I tell em put it on my tab Cuz ain't nobody think that I was gon get on the map I'm cooling wit my jits, so I ain't gotta say what's happening Coming out the hood a nigga had to make it happen I got Armani on my shades, so I don't do no cappin I like to give my family gifts, so I had to get to rappin Feel like a crackhead how I got all these expensive habits I see yo girl she peeping me she wanna call me baby Seem like everybody tryna say they know me lately I like to mash em, no potatoes, but my life still gravy I see the opposition and they steady tryna chase me Too many exes bought a Lexus for the ones who raise me Here all this talking it's just cap whoever say they made me All these diamonds wit the boogers, sick like they got rabies Nigga I been at the pump, cuz I'm gas gassed up Couple homies in the back, n we finna run it up My man said girl you gettin thick Well baby baby uh it's money spent I got long money, strong money, nigga wanna put me in a song money You can't touch me, I'm on dummy Me n Simbo run it up, cuz it's comin It's comin It's comin It's comin Bout to get these Benjamin's cuz that's how I be bummin You be on my trail, nigga this ain't the L Niggas be fake cuz they love the way I do it well Time move fast, but that money slow Nothin to do, gotta get up make it in the cold My diamonds shine when I'm gettin real real bold Sometimes I wine and dine like that Stella Rose You work nine to five but I ain't finna close Put ya glasses up we finna do a toast Tie ya laces Fix ya faces Cuz we over here buckled down like braces Cuz we over here buckled down like braces Cuz we over here buckled down like braces Cuz we over here buckled down like braces Nigga I been at the pump cuz I'm gas gassed up Couple homies in the back n we finna run it up My man said girl you gettin thick Well baby baby uh it's money spent I got long money, strong money, nigga wanna put me in a song money You can't touch me I'm on dummy Me n Simbo run it up cuz it's comin
Writer(s): Jania Henderson, Simeon Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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