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Money On The Table - Belly/BENNY THE BUTCHER
Lyrics by：Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Jeremie Damon Pennick/Richard Munoz/Sami Hamed
Composed by：Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Jeremie Damon Pennick/Richard Munoz/Sami Hamed
Nearly half the record amount of c*****e seized last year
Came in one operation busted in November
Eight hundred kilograms of c*****e
Were discovered and six people charged
Belly/Benny the Butcher：
I play to win my old foes tryna make amends
Who
Just 'cause we got the same enemies that don't make us friends
Nothing's makin' sense I'm watchin' angels sin
I'm seein' demons repent for now I play the fence
When I got nothin' left to give that's when they take offense
Life through these black shaded tints Maybach Mercedes Benz
They came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends
Underdog f**k an undercard I'm the main event ugh
My body covered in tattoos and battle scars
Made it through the dark I guess the sky was out of stars
Late nights so high we don't say"Hi" we say"Safe flight"
My energy big I feel like Frank White
Uh
Money on the table like the poker stars
I send your b***h to Vegas where they overcharge
Uh in the kitchen whippin' culinary
Ah
I smoke so much I'm f**kin' up my pulmonary huh
Benny the Butcher：
I got two b***hes one a ratchet and one my wife
One I cock before bed the other I kiss good night
I know money made y'all soft not us I'm still hungry
Y'all make enough just to pay bills monthly and feel comfy
Any b***h I bought a bag for trust me she carry yay
I used to rarely play now every day it's Perrier
I stood on this ferry late I was trappin' but barely ate
Now I got water in my jewelry case like Erie Lake yeah
You know it's money on the table like the poker stars n***a
Like the poker stars
And I can make you famous when the coke dissolve
It's hard to trust n***as they only begin off loyal
So the best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer motherf**ker
Belly：
Too much stress I was playin' chess with the reaper
Million-dollar man puttin' rappers in a sleeper
I mean this s**t is crazy they say I'm actin' different lately
Fool's gold I swear to God this s**t fugazi
In the kitchen chickens on me whippin' gravy
And life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me
Life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me
Life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me
