Black $neak - MONEY STRAP

I got the money strap, I never lack, I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm throwin' guap, her panties drop, told her "bring your friends", yeah
Who the fuck is you, where's your drip, bro, your trends sus
Who is you, get out of here, go catch the lame bus
I got the money strap, I never lack, I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm throwin' guap, her panties drop, told her "bring your friends", yeah
Who the fuck is you, where's your drip, bro, your trends sus
Who is you, get out of here, go catch the lame bus
Where're the freaks, I want them hoes, I want them now
I put it so deep and this bitch is screamin' "Aw"
Black $neak first on the charts, ayy wow
Asked her when you wanna fuck, this bitch said "Now!"
Fashion Nova on me like I'm Gucci model homie
Please stop being phony and bitch never telephone me
Trash ass boy, bro, your face says "throw me"
My energy is up when this hoe start moaning
Money strap, I never lack, I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm throwin' guap, her panties drop, told her "bring your friends", yeah
Who the fuck is you, where's your drip, bro, your trends sus
Who is you, get out of here, go catch the lame bus
Money strap, I never lack, I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm throwin' guap, her panties drop, told her "bring your friends", yeah
Who the fuck is you, where's your drip, bro, your trends sus
Who is you, get out of here, go catch the lame bus

Written by:
Miroslav Venelinov

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