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Michael Simmons
Michael Simmons
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Larry Davis
Larry Davis
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Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line Found time My grind up Down time We fien' up The block hot It's drying up So you know where to find us Phone pumping Phone jumping Baby mama Think I'm on somethin She like Who is that Who is this I'm tryna tella That they all junkies Pandemic not stopping Shit Around the clock with this No clock to hit 34 in the Glock extent I ain't squash the shit I'm popping shit Pussy rappers Stay taking shit But they squat to piss I'm the opposite Shhh they're go the opposition Sound like a car collision Shop with me & Get a shopping spree Got the lean & The broccoli Got the beans & The stalk with me Beat going silly I'm harpo see Fuck the mayor I got the key I got the streets Ain't gotta lie Buss the watch I ain't got the time Hold up, wait Hello Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line I be on the money, Out in traffic Low key Out the way I don't need attention Just be cool, I don't need no case I be on the business Keep my mask You won't see my face Pool Stick, pokin out my nine I won't die today I be on it I think about money I gotta go get it Don't do no playing I was pushing pounds All through the pandemic Pop a seal, ima po' this fo' It's all in my kidney Pick up when that money On my line Don't pick up for bitches Now when yo back up Against that wall What is you gone do Pick that sack up Or is you gone rob C'mon tell the truth I'm really bout What I speak, In them songs Ain't got shit to prove Cuz they ain't really bout it They just move Like they ain't got shit to lose Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line Phone jumpin Money on my line Ima pour these lines I don't make no moves Without this stick of mine I keep 32 poking up out that 9 If it ain't bout no money Then don't hit my line
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