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I'm a careless of allosing your b
So nothing came in the door
i just wanna chill got a set for us the road
Married to the money i introducing into my stove shoulder mina weapon
Now you're ining fluu in my tracking
And a little the band do we be counting up
watch your father bds go
When a santa cold talk much you're lying boat
Cappy ty sixty grand five a hundred grand f
And i can't help but baby
i just let the moking and fly my baby yeah
And i can not a baby at the end
i can't you to confide in my by
I'm not careless up alone sing your pretty
So as you came in the door
I just wanted you gotta set for us to road
married to the money i incidance to my stove
Sun moter weapon now raising for love
in my tracking out at the band
Go baby counting up watch a fbds co
when a santa cold talk about gambols got fifty sixty grand
Five one hundred and gram f
and i swear it like a mu
if you let go it the strap
Rap we let me pao
Everybody in with a curtain fans
l gil put the money on let it go
And i can't help but baby i just slip the moking and fly
Oh baby yeah
And i can ride my baby at me
And i can't you can fire in my baby yeah
you looking down the door just wanna chill
Got a step on my soul
you're my andres sometimes
know we know you for low low low low
