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Artiste:
New Gen
Titre:
Money Haffi Mek
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Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek, (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Woosh woosh in di face, gyal don’t wan me vex Mek gyal run race. Lick arf the lick arf the lick arf the bludclart ting Round here don’t safe. Who told man its safe? All my dons set pace, no of my dons lick stray Gyal ah get dash weh. Money haffi drop Phone ah just ring ring. Like we deya inna deh trap Ting mad up, big titty haffi get grab up Pretty face haffi get kiss up. Side bitch haffi get wrap up Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek, (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef I bang jobs on the low when I do road (Do road do road) They ain't riding on we They ain't riding on we cah we do show Man pop arf the ting and garn Bout you wanna stunt with your hublot I run up in yards, I run up in traps Man do road then I do home Man do road then I do home Money haffi mek, money fi get tek Food haffi nyam. If you get in the way of man’s program Big tom tom haffa bang Me nuh inna no long talking Glock 9 deya when we walking If its war then its war then we’re waring Three star there I ain’t sparring ? Tings dem deh bout, shooters deh bout Ready fi get send out, creep up line him up Bone marrow get tek out I got more than a couple niggas Im with some hitters and some fucking drillers I get up everyday thinking damn I just want these figures Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek, (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Rise of the 16 shots. Rise till the ting lean out All me want is more money and mi gold and mi girls haffi get neat up Go say we go hard doe What we do they don’t do Looking at my niggas like you, imma let It go if one say so Dat boy nuh ready, fucking up a nigga for the pressie Yeah say they gon get me All now, nobody dont get me Watch me fuck it up, blow the budget up Take the Grammy pull up wit the burner Kill it murder, leave no worker Bitch im timmy turner Sticky icky ain't nobody messing wit me Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek, (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) If a boy die man just a dance wit the chain get tek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek Money haffi mek (mmmm) Den run and pop arf with the tek boy body get chef