Money To Blow lyrics

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I am on that 24 hour
Champagne diet spillin' while I'm sippin'
I encourage you to try it
I'm probably just sayin' that cause I don't have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy I'm on that fly shit
I am, what everybody in my past don't want me to be
Guess what, I made it
I'm da mother fuckin' man
I jus want you to see
Come take a look, get a load of dis ni**a
Quit frontin' on me
Don't come around and try to gas me up I like runnin on E
I I I I'm on my disney shit
Goofy flow on records I'm Captin Hook
And my new car is Rupio
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Damn where my roof just go
I'm somebody that you should know
Get to shakin' somethin' cause that's what Drama produced it fo'
Yes I make mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for
Leavin' girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes
I'm losing my thoughts I said damn where my roof just go
Top slipped off like Janet at the Super Bowl

I got 'em
He can't, they can't, and I can't blame 'em
Since I got famous bitch, I got money to blow
Gettin it in, letting these bills fall
All over your skin
Got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh

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