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Qgtm Video (MV)




Performed By: Oneppl
Length: 3:32
Written by: Julian Wood




Oneppl - Qgtm Lyrics
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Oh yea! Yea!
Don't be shy, baby
Gave you all of that for a reason
Uh
God gave you style, gave you grace
F*ck what the haters gon' say (HEY!)
Go get that money your way
Go get that money your way
God gave you style, gave you grace
F*ck what the haters gon' say (woohoo)
Go make that money your way
Go get that money, go get that money
Yea
And I just smoke til the feelin' gone
Please leave me alone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
She get it from her Auntie
And her mama too
Girl you got that donkey
Belong in the zoo
(Hootie-hoo, hootie-hoo)
And I know what to do
I know what to do with it
I know what to do
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money
Look at that money you made
Lawd, party mad!
Big up all di big man dem
N all ah una who come from yard
Or come from far
Blessings up to di most high
Shelly, your pum pum haffi wash
Mi nah say it again
Move from me!
Girl I got a thing for you
Gimme, gimme that
And if you got that goodie-goodie
You won't get it back
Wait, hol' up
Already know where we at
And they know what it is
So we know to react
When they start with the shits
Queens get the money
I'm talkin' 50's and 100's
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Go get that money
Go get that money
And I just smoke til the feelin' gone
Please leave me alone
(Whatchu want?)
No silly hoe, no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
No silly hoe, no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
Break it down, yea
Money you made!
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
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Oh yea! Yea!
Don't be shy, baby
Gave you all of that for a reason
Uh
God gave you style, gave you grace
F*ck what the haters gon' say (HEY!)
Go get that money your way
Go get that money your way
God gave you style, gave you grace
F*ck what the haters gon' say (woohoo)
Go make that money your way
Go get that money, go get that money
Yea
And I just smoke til the feelin' gone
Please leave me alone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
She get it from her Auntie
And her mama too
Girl you got that donkey
Belong in the zoo
(Hootie-hoo, hootie-hoo)
And I know what to do
I know what to do with it
I know what to do
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money
Look at that money you made
Lawd, party mad!
Big up all di big man dem
N all ah una who come from yard
Or come from far
Blessings up to di most high
Shelly, your pum pum haffi wash
Mi nah say it again
Move from me!
Girl I got a thing for you
Gimme, gimme that
And if you got that goodie-goodie
You won't get it back
Wait, hol' up
Already know where we at
And they know what it is
So we know to react
When they start with the shits
Queens get the money
I'm talkin' 50's and 100's
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
God gave me style, gave me grace
God gave you booty and brains
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Look at that money you made
Go get that money
Go get that money
And I just smoke til the feelin' gone
Please leave me alone
(Whatchu want?)
No silly hoe, no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
No silly hoe, no silicone
(Whatchu want?)
Not no silly hoe, or no silicone
Break it down, yea
Money you made!
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
She gon' put in work
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Writer: Julian Wood
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