Camber Rose - Money Race (feat. Razklot)

Big guns In a big red truck
Ridin round with a curley headed fuck
Bet she gon fuck
Do a lil some for a buck
Just for me tho she ain't no slut
I was talking with my brother last night about taking over the game
Behind the scenes niggas we can't give a fuck about fame
As for alot of these niggas man they can't say the same
Just got a paper cut I think I need money gloves
Tried to gentrifiy us so I had to get my money up
Say life's a game so you know I gotta ante up
Got a winning hand lil nigga better hand it up
Handsome lil nigga bet your girl wanna give it up
Handsome lil nigga bet your girl wanna give it up
Feel like mclovin fuck a bitch super bad
I like big titties and ass
Fucking this bitch in the back of the lac
Hittin the hash
Mashing the gas
Racing my way to the bag
Champion came in first
Nigga
You'll never see me in last place
It's on to the next
Nah this cannot be my last race
Now catch me

Duece duece when i cruise in a box
Too cool with the moves
When i groove on the block
Who choosin the rules
Hold up wait shut your mouth
When youre talkin to me lil hoe
Gotta get the fam off the street lil bro
They say they wanna ride like me
Oh fasho
Spit heat kick rhymes like me at the show
Keys to the chev gasoline here we go

Pull up clean as fuck
Give a fuck if you dont know
I got diamonds on my diamonds
Pull that shit out from my soul
I been grinding for so long
I'll be earnin when im ghost
I got love for all my patnas
From the east to the west coast
So you know I got a lil smoke a lil some
Kick a lil knowledge so you know a lil some
Gotta spit a rhyme with the flow lil cousin
They dont know shit
I dont know why you buggin
Ro keep it rugged
Cold keep it thuggin
Bro get ya money
I know it aint funny
Foe lookin dummy
Cant stay bummy
Hard work aint lucky
Earned everything
Cant take none from me

Written by:
Jorge Zeledon, Raphael Echols

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