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Willie the Kid
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Let The Money Stay
Your majesty, 20 venches got the whip shape shifted, Single malt whiskey and my snifter I'ma Finster Finishing touches contemplating, I'm rather blatent So blending in never been my strong point, Point taking, I'm pointed to, pointed for the wakening, It's poignant, ignorance is bliss until the coin flips, Franklins yeah I coin phrases for my coins A young tenderloin, had my loin forloned Well I'm leaving nothing to chance the cribs look enchanted It's lilly white leather furniture Chantilly I'm channeling my satellite, My appetite is regal, I'm picking chandelier, Braziers on the stairs pink panties by the pool started rainin Bangin like the hanging gardens, the fly nigga, small margin for marginal errors Willie rockin' heirlooms heir apparent Sand baggin hot air balloons I can care less, Made the money, fed the babies, Then buy houses on the ourskirts caress the ladies, For many continents constant, continuity integrity, ingenuity.
F*ck poppin champagne on the rainy day, Poppin' champagne on the sunny day, All the hoes all can leave, let the money stay Huh, let the money stay, pop the champagne on the rainy day, Pop the champagne on the sunny day All the hoes all can leave, let the money stay. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Let the money stay.
Whispering willow, Never pillow talk, talk is cheap They often sleep while I'm wide awake Native like a Chippewa, Iroquois, chip away The microchip was turquoise Quill feathers, wax seal, black steal The hours chaos, freak bitches sing the seance See the fee is my fiance, The ambiance is awesome Shine like I'm ambient, the organic candle lit nightcap, moon lighting, roman candles The Fly crystal velor, Jesus Christ sandels The feet like brass, hair like wool pull bitches like a brothel, hostel, never slipping naw Willie sip the sovereign blanc like its chicken broth The Fendi sweats heather gray, with enough game to own Heather Locklear's brazier Fuckin like the Brazzers, My bitches all Brazilian waxed Waxy Gordon money, Willy crib like Revis's in third person Party girls hurlen, name my firearm Ursula, pearls in the pearlier Navigate my way with no compass, accomplished, moneys my accomplice The company I keep, I'm out of reach.
Forgive my brother, forgive my brother ' Forgive my brother, forgive my brother '
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