"Money Sex & Drugs" lyrics
"Money Sex & Drugs"
(feat. Jose Guapo)
[Jose Guapo:]
(I get my work from the Narco)
No cap, I'm on like, I'm on like 3 Percocets
Yessir, two Tylenol 4's, drop, huh, yeah
I'm on a rich high right now
I'm sayin' can't afford this
Ain't nothin' important but the money
Jumpin' off the jet with two snow bunnies
Light a nigga up, don't front us
While a nigga be on the phone with some money
All the hoes wanna fuck on me
All these hoes they wanna fuck on me
I keep the strap on me, know I gotta keep them racks on me
Money, sex and drugs (huh)
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs (let's get it)
Money, sex and drugs
Money money, sex and drugs (huh)
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs (huh)
Money, sex and drugs (young guapo)
Turn a Lowe's hotel to a mufuckin' trap house
Ain't been here for three days, an we already got kicked out
I know bout' your main hoe hell ya she got a big mouth
Pull up to the show, don't give a fuck we got them sticks out
Nigga, money, sex and drugs, money, sex and drugs
Walkin' around with a whole dub (twenty racks)
We know you a scrub, I get paid to be at clubs
These bad bitches they showin' me love
I pour a four in a twenty ounce (four), Cuban link with seventeen K'
A hundred fifty K in jewelry, I could of bought a Stingray
I carry that Coke all for them hoes that like to play with their nose out
A.P., yeah it's rose gold
Ain't nothin' important but the money
Jumpin' off the jet with two snow bunnies
Light a nigga up, don't front us
While a nigga be on the phone with some money
All the hoes wanna fuck on me
All these hoes they wanna fuck on me
I keep the strap on me, know I gotta keep them racks on me
Money, sex and drugs (huh)
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs (let's get it)
Money, sex and drugs
Money money, sex and drugs
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs
Money, sex and drugs
[UnoTheActivist:]
(Uno, I killed it)
I got bout 10 of em, on the way fasho (an they 10's)
They gonna do what I say so, just for some pesos (dig!)
Yeah, and she told me I came a long way (Let's go!)
And she said she heard me on the radio
Yeah, I want a perc, two perc, three perc, let's go
I ain't gone brag, but that bad bitch on my dick, fasho
And I got big clip, extended, you get hit fasho
Yeah, and I'm off codeine, don't carry a cold
Yeah, yeah, sold out, so I gotta get my bag up
In a black 'Jag, in a black mask to match it (skrt)
With a bad bitch and she a little bit ratchet
Yeah, it's a potato on top of the tip, fuck around and get mashed up (don't fuck around)
And if she's a thick ting, how I'm gonna hold all that ass up?
Fuck around and spray like O'Sean, man don't want you to get blasted
[Jose Guapo:]
Ain't nothin' important but the money
Jumpin' off the jet with two snow bunnies
Light a nigga up, don't front us
While a nigga be on the phone with some money
All the hoes wanna fuck on me
All these hoes they wanna fuck on me
I keep the strap on me, know I gotta keep them racks on me
Money, sex and drugs (huh)
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs (let's get it)
Money, sex and drugs
Money money, sex and drugs
Money, sex and drugs
Money, money, sex and drugs
Money, sex and drugs
- AZLyrics
- U
- UnoTheActivist Lyrics
mixtape:
"Deadication II: Lost Files" (2020)
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