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H-H-Hey Jeju
Aztro in the cut
Mm-mm, mm-mm, uh-uh
If it ain't 'bout no money I don't need you
(If it ain't 'bout no money)
If it ain't 'bout no money I don't need you
(If it ain't 'bout no money)
If it ain't 'bout no money I don't need you
(If it ain't 'bout no money)
Oh-oh, oh-oh

If it ain't 'bout no money I don't need you
These b*t*hes fallin' out, they gettin' hot, they catchin' fevers
I pull my .40 out, he run up on me, I delete 'em
I'm smokin' dead bodies, I don't know nothin' 'bout no reefer
Yessuh, I just f**ked her one time, she feel special
And when that money hit my line I'mma answer
And when a n***a cross the line, he gon' die, I don't need a vest on

We went on a mission so I had to bring my FN
She won't let me f**k her, so I f**ked her best friend
I was in Atlanta serving junkies at the West End
She got on her knees and sucked that d**k, b*t*h that's a blessing
I can go to preaching on a track just like a reverent
Watch me lean the bowl, I switched the four right to my left hand
Once I get yo' throat, I gotta go, it's adios
Just as I go for the 34's, no I can't drop my prices low
Why you clutchin' on that stick?
You know you a hoe
And I know I just f**ked your b*t*h, she just one of my hoes
[?], left him all alone
Had to hit her with that, Hm-mm-mm
Wipe a n***a nose off

If it ain't 'bout no money I don't need you
(These b*t*hes fallin' out) They gettin' hot, they catchin' fevers
(I pull my .40 out) he run up on me, I delete 'em
(I'm smokin' dead bodies) I don't know nothin' 'bout no reefer
(Yessuh) I just f**ked her one time, she feel special
(And when that money hit my line) I'mma answer
(And when a n***a cross the line) He gon' die, I don't need a vest on

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