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Sha Mcfadden - M.B.A (Money Be Addin') Lyrics



Sha Mcfadden - M.B.A (Money Be Addin') Lyrics
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I got sum bitches wit me nd im bussin on em like a gun
They see i be rappin nigga now they curious all in my bidness like bitch wtf
Im yellin Mcfaddden Season till its over im back on my gritty got shit in my trunk
Nd I been money addin as an adolescent niggas pocket watchin wen i come
Huh
Put a k in my checkings i spit on my records they know who it is
I walk in the bank tellers already know me i give her the money deposit it quick
Twerkin on me
Suckin on me
Nd yes there was days she wasnt f*ckin wit me
But wen she start f*ckin wit me she start changin i tell her to shoot nd she do it for me
Bitch know im not passin classes u was doin projects while i skipped in dem halllways dippin
Come around i be chillin nigga who u beefin wit it if it aint us we dont care wht u drillin
Juss bought a new fit nd we shoot us a movie lookin like denzel bitch i ran up a viewin
Drop a rack in the city come back to my city we right in the basement i run up a new one
Shoot em
My bitch a baretta i shoot it
He juss bought a new gun he gon use it
Man dat nigga not fightin u stupid
Oh he watchin me close wht he doin
We dont talk to police wyd
U know tht my denims saggin on my ass cuz i got too much on me dont ask how i do it
Gorillas nd killas wit me i got felons wit me free dem niggas who stuck in the cell
If i caught a case nd they say i can leave if i issue a statement on god i wont tell
Niggas who doubted they see us on missions now they wanna join stupid nigga u buggin
F*ck is u talkin bout f*ck is u sayin i stay wit my niggas we comin from nothin
Walk in the party wit 20 straps
Nigga lookin my way why he doin dat
If they get to glttt shoot it back
Wen i reach in my pockets pull money out
I dont like how u talk wht u doin
Pull up to my block wht we doin
He be talkin too much wht he sayin
I be chasin dat money u playin
I step in the. i walk in the area see how i move bitch i came for the loot
Money on. money on me nd bitch they lookin wen im the room
I got my niggas wit we be shootin shit like im spike lee we gon f*ck up the place
Nd We might get a bnb freaky bitch be wit me soon as we get it we f*ck up the place
Huh
Put a k in my checkings i spit on my records they know who it is
I walk in the bank tellers already know me i give her the money deposit it quick
Twerkin on me
Suckin on me
Nd yes there was days she wasnt f*ckin wit me
But wen she start f*ckin wit me she start changin i tell her to shoot nd she do it for me
Bitch know im not passin classes u was doin projects while i skipped in dem halllways dippin
Come around i be chillin nigga who u beefin wit it if it aint us we dont care wht u drillin
Juss bought a new fit nd we shoot us a movie lookin like denzel bitch i ran up a viewin
Drop a rack in the city come back to my city we right in the basement i run up a new one
In new york f*ck a bitch she from dykeman
Hit a lick get a zip no indictments
Wen i step in the booth keep it silent
She be happy wen i spit got a bitch too excited
No face. no case.
In the trenches im bangin out 38
On the block bitch im posted on 38
Wen im smokin a spliif ima levitate
Dont come to my city they run in ya pockets
We playin the field wyd here
Dont come to my city they carryin rockets
Tell me wtf is u doin here
But i rather be speedin on highways Im thorough wit shit tht i do im too slick for a jail
Nd I rather be f*ckin on bitches get home pull a 3 way give em dick like i juss post bail
Grrrrrr
Tlx we get away in a tlx
Tbs yall niggas funny like tbs
Bmx im doin tricks kike a bmx
Poww powww
I seen niggas right there where they goin
Got his hands in the air wht he throwin
He be talkin too hot wht he smokin
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I got sum bitches wit me nd im bussin on em like a gun
They see i be rappin nigga now they curious all in my bidness like bitch wtf
Im yellin Mcfaddden Season till its over im back on my gritty got shit in my trunk
Nd I been money addin as an adolescent niggas pocket watchin wen i come
Huh
Put a k in my checkings i spit on my records they know who it is
I walk in the bank tellers already know me i give her the money deposit it quick
Twerkin on me
Suckin on me
Nd yes there was days she wasnt f*ckin wit me
But wen she start f*ckin wit me she start changin i tell her to shoot nd she do it for me
Bitch know im not passin classes u was doin projects while i skipped in dem halllways dippin
Come around i be chillin nigga who u beefin wit it if it aint us we dont care wht u drillin
Juss bought a new fit nd we shoot us a movie lookin like denzel bitch i ran up a viewin
Drop a rack in the city come back to my city we right in the basement i run up a new one
Shoot em
My bitch a baretta i shoot it
He juss bought a new gun he gon use it
Man dat nigga not fightin u stupid
Oh he watchin me close wht he doin
We dont talk to police wyd
U know tht my denims saggin on my ass cuz i got too much on me dont ask how i do it
Gorillas nd killas wit me i got felons wit me free dem niggas who stuck in the cell
If i caught a case nd they say i can leave if i issue a statement on god i wont tell
Niggas who doubted they see us on missions now they wanna join stupid nigga u buggin
F*ck is u talkin bout f*ck is u sayin i stay wit my niggas we comin from nothin
Walk in the party wit 20 straps
Nigga lookin my way why he doin dat
If they get to glttt shoot it back
Wen i reach in my pockets pull money out
I dont like how u talk wht u doin
Pull up to my block wht we doin
He be talkin too much wht he sayin
I be chasin dat money u playin
I step in the. i walk in the area see how i move bitch i came for the loot
Money on. money on me nd bitch they lookin wen im the room
I got my niggas wit we be shootin shit like im spike lee we gon f*ck up the place
Nd We might get a bnb freaky bitch be wit me soon as we get it we f*ck up the place
Huh
Put a k in my checkings i spit on my records they know who it is
I walk in the bank tellers already know me i give her the money deposit it quick
Twerkin on me
Suckin on me
Nd yes there was days she wasnt f*ckin wit me
But wen she start f*ckin wit me she start changin i tell her to shoot nd she do it for me
Bitch know im not passin classes u was doin projects while i skipped in dem halllways dippin
Come around i be chillin nigga who u beefin wit it if it aint us we dont care wht u drillin
Juss bought a new fit nd we shoot us a movie lookin like denzel bitch i ran up a viewin
Drop a rack in the city come back to my city we right in the basement i run up a new one
In new york f*ck a bitch she from dykeman
Hit a lick get a zip no indictments
Wen i step in the booth keep it silent
She be happy wen i spit got a bitch too excited
No face. no case.
In the trenches im bangin out 38
On the block bitch im posted on 38
Wen im smokin a spliif ima levitate
Dont come to my city they run in ya pockets
We playin the field wyd here
Dont come to my city they carryin rockets
Tell me wtf is u doin here
But i rather be speedin on highways Im thorough wit shit tht i do im too slick for a jail
Nd I rather be f*ckin on bitches get home pull a 3 way give em dick like i juss post bail
Grrrrrr
Tlx we get away in a tlx
Tbs yall niggas funny like tbs
Bmx im doin tricks kike a bmx
Poww powww
I seen niggas right there where they goin
Got his hands in the air wht he throwin
He be talkin too hot wht he smokin
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Performed By: Sha Mcfadden
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Sha Mcfadden

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