Bobby Brackins

Bobby Brackins - Show Me the Money feat. Roach Gigz lyrics

rate me

Fast lane driving, living till I’m dying

That is 1 month away, according to the mayans

Connects I be tiding, not of imports, I’d rather be silent

The brokers be wailing, I’m hoping the violence

Hoping the mollies, codeine with the jollies

And I could do anything, of kwaine do ...

Music is my job, sex is my hobby

Whip wet as an ovy, past right by me

A player gotta have that, attent with a fat back

A player gotta grab that

I’m roaching by... just tryina get my job back

Tryina get my dough up, flip it like a flapjack

flip it like a flapjack, flip it like a flapjack

[Hook] x 3

Show me the money bitch, show me the money bitch

show me the money bitch, show me the money bitch

show me the money bitch, show me the money bitch

show me the money bitch, show me the money bitch

I fuck them bitch with ease, got models on they knees

Forever charging them fees, you wanna kick it with me

You better be bout your cheese

I love to stack cheese, I love to stack cheese

I love to get dumb, enough ain’t enough

I wanna get more, I gotta get more

I’m riding on 4’s, ride deep with 4 hoes

Los catch some polo, I’m texting your hoe, I’m on

What you know about it, ... cause my shows stay crowded

Show bitch what it is, in a big body

Young california, with a butt right shawty

[Hook] x 3

Tryina get my dough up, flip it like a flapjack

Tryina get my dough up, flip it like a flapjack

flip it like a flapjack, flip it like a flapjack

Tryina get my dough up, flip it like a flapjack

Tryina get my dough up, flip it like a flapjack

flip it like a flapjack, flip it like a flapjack

[Hook] x 3

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