Money Man - Drippin N Leakin lyrics

[Money Man - Drippin N Leakin lyrics]

Damn dog
Fuck you lookin' all sour for nigga go get you some money nigga
Worry bout' my mo' fuckin' pockets nigga

I make a call they gonna send me a dollar
She fuck with me hard cause I keep it a 1000
Those hunnids be pilin' those niggas be wildin'
Everything on me designer I'm stylin'
I got the VS' in my medallion
My shoes they were specially made from Italians
She fuck she fuck me she tell me she love me
I fly like a seagle young nigga like buzzfeed
She drippin' she leakin'
She came to the door in victoria secret
Just like a producer you know that I beat it
I water n' seed it
She drippin' she leakin'
MY diamonds be drippin' and leakin'
Thought we got something in common
I hit that gas I get high as a comet
She's moaning, I'm screaming, my niggas are demons
It's Harvest Season, my niggas bosses are eatin'

My shoes they bloody underneath em'
I don't need no handouts you niggas can keep them
I go inside and she heavily breathin'
They treat me like Lebron when I go to Cleveland
I knock them off now they finally greavin'
She wanna come get a sample of a niggas semen
Clean as fuck these niggas fake as fuck
Keep the hate far away from us
Gotta keep the jealousy away from us
I push the foreign like I'm in a derby
I'm swervin' in service
She pull me closer and said work me
I lost some friends and they hurt me
Can't let the money get between us
We pushin' heels in her beamers
Fresh line my clothes out the cleaners
I gave the judge the middle finger
Can't let my enemies linger
I'm killin' them niggas on sight

I make a call they gonna send me a dollar
She fuck with me hard cause I keep it a 1000
Those hunnids be pilin' those niggas be wildin'
Everything on me designer I'm stylin'
I got the VS' in my medallion
My shoes they were specially made from Italians
She fuck she fuck me she tell me she love me
I fly like a seagle young nigga like buzzfeed
She drippin' she leakin'
She came to the door in victoria secret
Just like a producer you know that I beat it
I water n' seed it
She drippin' she leakin'
MY diamonds be drippin' and leakin'
Thought we got something in common
I the that gas I get high as a comet
She's moaning, I'm screaming, my niggas are demons
It's Harvest Season, my niggas bosses are eatin'

I hit that pressure I'm higher than the moon
Yeah I'm the freshest nigga in the room
I went to Italy tried to get shoes
She Think I'm [?] that shit a habit
Callin' that shit a habit
Play with me I'll let you have it
She bad as hell
She above average
I'm in the Wraith
Please don't get dropped on your face
Niggas ain't got what It take
They ain't built for it
Play with me and get killed for it
I used to put the work in the foreign
Clips long like extension cords
[?]
I'm dead fresh in the fuckin' morgue
You gonna get money the choice is yours

I make a call they gonna send me a dollar
She fuck with me hard cause I keep it a 1000
Those hunnids be pilin' those niggas be wildin'
Everything on me designer I'm stylin'
I got the VS' in my medallion
My shoes they were specially made from Italians
She fuck she fuck me she tell me she love me
I fly like a seagle young nigga like buzzfeed
She drippin' she leakin'
She came to the door in victoria secret
Just like a producer you know that I beat it
I water n' seed it
She drippin' she leakin'
MY diamonds be drippin' and leakin'
Thought we got something in common
I the that gas I get high as a comet
She's moaning, I'm screaming, my niggas are demons
It's Harvest Season, my niggas bosses are eatin'

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