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Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money

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(verse 1)woke up from a long night of sex this mornin

brushed my teeth, got fresh this mornin

hear my girl talk a lil mess this mornin

hit the hood got a bag of that this mornin

know im livin' good all them dog hoes on me

good dope sells all over my phone

know im finna keep it gangsta all over this song

got my hands all over this chrome

nigga act hard all day long mayne fuck that

mayne i'll put it on my chain you wont bust a gat

mayne let me take you to the backyard

different color lacks boy

half a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll dont understand

bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man shit

why is you sayin shit, who is you playin wit

i got a big house, who is you stayin wit

till you can spend this type of shit on ya wrist(chorus)ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money

ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, ya'll stuntin

ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money

ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, ya'll stuntin

ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money

ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, ya'll stuntin

ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money

ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll just fuckin around(verse 2)you saved up yo chips, to buy you a whip

music with the big rims, boy you a trip

if you knew what i was worth boy i bet you would flip

and the majority of these bitches i done already ripped

these hoes rippin off a pimp (what!)

tell that bitch stock earings hit me for a block to the wrist watch

got a couple niggas up in jail, they aint gettin out

webbie young savage trill fam we aint sittin out

had my wife beater and my braclets and my pants on

bitch i still had 85 grand on

think i aint demonic gettin on then ya damn wrong

play with me, i wouldnt even take a chance on it

bitch put ya pants on, get ya ass gone

9 times outta 10 you aint stayin long

devil ass niggas ive been tryin not to stand on em

mayne im hot, mayne ya'll need to turn tha fan on(chorus)(verse 3)we hit tha spot and get to blowin it, pourin it

we gettin money like we growin it

a lot of hunnid 50 dolla bottles got us pourin it

drankin till im throwin it, i'll see ya'll in the morning

see me put the tag in the window, just soarin it

my hips say i warn ya, my whip say im doin it

all im sayin, man dont complain, i'll ruin it

i'll clean a hunnid grand out tha trunk and put you in it

bitch niggas hate, niggas cake, niggas fake, a minute late

album waitin, real estate, nigga ate like a buffet

and i just got tha new J's, these go good with my new shades

stopped by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)

straight to the hood to see some new cake

aye that crown will mess with my shake

no matter where you go ima stay in yo place

if you aint gettin no money better stay in your place

grim dont stop then we goin all day

so iced out, it been snowin all day

trill ent and we goin all day

ya'll niggas broke and its all in ya'll face

(chorus)

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