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MMA Video (MV)




Performed By: Pule
Length: 3:13
Written by: Pule Leburu




Pule - MMA Lyrics




Aw yeah
M-M-A
A-T-L-A-N-T-A

Ridin' through the city of Atlanta
Ridin' through the east side of the A
Yeah
Money makin' all on the agenda
Went from gettin' paid two times a month
To three, four times a day
I can drop that off right now, meet me off Candler
Juuggin' I just pray I don't get jammed up
Do this shit right here to feed my fam yeah
Gotta hold them down I'm like an anvil

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Free my nigga Nellz free my dawg Rambo
They put it on the line, they took that gamble
How you tryna win You don't take chances
And labels ain't been givin' no advances
Oh no
My niggas don't take L's we take advantage
Since 21 been out here like a savage
I ain't always used to have it
I don't take this shit for granted
It's happenin' like I planned it cause a nigga never panicked
Worked all my life to be unemployed
My 9-to-5 is now null and void
Quit my job they say I jumped the gun
But when you ballin' bitches jump for joy
Play it safe then I play myself
And what they pay me might delay my wealth
Shit
And sometimes you gotta take a gamble
Nellz home free my nigga Rambo

It ain't about the cash you can cancel
No more food stamps just stamps on the passport
If it ain't about the cash, you can cancel
Just a young nigga that

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Aw Yeah
A-T-L-A-N-T-A
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Aw yeah
M-M-A
A-T-L-A-N-T-A

Ridin' through the city of Atlanta
Ridin' through the east side of the A
Yeah
Money makin' all on the agenda
Went from gettin' paid two times a month
To three, four times a day
I can drop that off right now, meet me off Candler
Juuggin' I just pray I don't get jammed up
Do this shit right here to feed my fam yeah
Gotta hold them down I'm like an anvil

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold

Free my nigga Nellz free my dawg Rambo
They put it on the line, they took that gamble
How you tryna win You don't take chances
And labels ain't been givin' no advances
Oh no
My niggas don't take L's we take advantage
Since 21 been out here like a savage
I ain't always used to have it
I don't take this shit for granted
It's happenin' like I planned it cause a nigga never panicked
Worked all my life to be unemployed
My 9-to-5 is now null and void
Quit my job they say I jumped the gun
But when you ballin' bitches jump for joy
Play it safe then I play myself
And what they pay me might delay my wealth
Shit
And sometimes you gotta take a gamble
Nellz home free my nigga Rambo

It ain't about the cash you can cancel
No more food stamps just stamps on the passport
If it ain't about the cash, you can cancel
Just a young nigga that

Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Went from havin' pennies, now we ball like Hardaway
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the lottery
Money makin' African for sure
And that's on God, I'm stackin' gold
Aw Yeah
A-T-L-A-N-T-A
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Writer: Pule Leburu
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