Correction Paroles Point Me To The Money par Dizzy Wright

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This sh*t really boring and my baby foreign
I wake up in the morning, point me to the money
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal
And she moving fast like she from the [?]
And she's so amazing, she bad and she crazy
Ayy pull up in the latest, she 'bout to have my baby
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal (Yeah)
Hop up in my spaceship and she riding for me (Look)

Hop up in this b*t*h like I'm big dog
My b*t*h might buy a foreign just 'cause she p*ssed off
I like when she shake it in her heel, she ain't no stripper
But if shе is she gon' throw that ass for a big spender
OG in a spliff, it's timе to get litty
We not the flyest in the city, we the hottest of this century
She gon' throw it back cause I'm the trillest
Only f**k with her 'cause she about her business
Know what I'm talkin' bout

They want me to shoot the winning shot so I'm locked in
She ain't the best I ever had, she in my top ten
b*t*h I'm doing what I want, these other n***as boxed in
Doing what it costs, she better make that ass drop then
Grind mode only real sh*t we facilitate
Grown man, we don't want pu**y, we want real estate
Hip-hop, fell in love with pictures that we illustrate
On my worst day you couldn't imitate
I swear this sh*t...

Really boring and my baby foreign
I wake up in the morning, point me to the money
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal
And she moving fast like she from the [?]
And she's so amazing, she bad and she crazy
Ayy pull up in the latest, she 'bout to have my baby
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal
Hop up in my spaceship and she riding for me

Who she riding for? Yeah, that's me
Who that man right there in Cartier? Yeah, that's me
Hopping in the wood like Yogi Bear, yeah that's me
Dealing with these kids like [?] yeah, that's me
That's me, yeah, yeah, that's me
Yeah, that's me
All of this sh*t [?] Yeah, that's me
Take over the world, Pinky and the Brain, yeah that's me

Big dog getting real money, homie talk cheese
Big timers, we the headliners, check the car keys
I been taking n***as' b*t*hes, now they salty
Coming up from out the ghetto, this a god's dream
I can't stop, I'm outworking n***as til it's over
Ain't nothing new, I had b*t*hes on the Motorola
Still moving, got a movement on the weight of my shoulders
You can't f**k with my unreleased folder
Man I told you this sh*t really boring...

...and my baby foreign
I wake up in the morning, point me to the money
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal
And she moving fast like she from the [?]
And she's so amazing, she bad and she crazy
Ayy pull up in the latest, she 'bout to have my baby
I can't even lie, yeah my b*t*h loyal
Hop up in my spaceship and she riding for me

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