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Getting Rich
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Despues Anure Green
Despues Anure Green
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Move it, shake it, ooh, fuck it, break it, ooh Wild out, baby, bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, baby You been playing with these niggas' hearts Before I never get to finish, I won't let you start She wanna have my baby, but I can't now, baby Act like you finna pull some, gon' get you patted down, baby He was up there bitching or something, but it don't matter, baby It's you and me now, though, baby What you finna do with your mouth, though, baby? Who did it, who, what you talking about, baby? We in the coupe for the drawdown, baby B-twin on loop, they repeating the bullshit, they follow a blueprint, they want out, baby I keep on putting my arm out, baby, for people that can't even touch me I've been getting these plants up, but they ain't even crunchy What they say (is junk) Grab her waist, (get humpy) And my name (is Buzzy) So you bet (she want me) This is that 205 nigga that do a dog nigga, fuck if it get ugly I give it a D, no sunny, even get right back to the money I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich If I took your float water, it's my bad, but you niggas mediocre You going out sad, I be feeling like it's only me They don't even be holding on, really, it ain't really your passion Bitch, I go OD, still OT, no sweating, you know I be dripping the jackets Trying to go overseas, you jokers be annoying, they only carrying baggage (I be getting rich) Fuck a wallet, I put dollars, diamonds, all up in my pocket You ain't know, I was never for the drama, they be talking cheap I got hella comments for the pros, from my mama, from my papa Get exposed underneath this rope, an extended scope, it'll rinse your dome What they say (is junk) Grab her waist, (get humpy) And my name (is Buzzy) So you bet (she want me) This is that 205 nigga, that do it dog nigga, fuck if it get ugly I give it a D, no sunny, even get right back to the money Y'all laugh 'cause winning is funny, make a batch and serve it to the junkies You're my doughnuts, no dunking, they be talking shit, I be shrugging Said I'll stomp wherever her bug is, fuck with the shooter, you a dunyon Shawty said she wanted her a ring, so I got her a bag of the Funyuns I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich I be getting rich, I be getting rich, I be getting rich Ah-ah
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