It’s Money Down South

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Lil B - Rap, Abstract Rap

It’s Money Down South

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[Intro] Shouts out to down south, it's your boy Lil B, holla at me Told them assholes I'm the finest dude out and it's hot up in the west but it's money down south You feel me, told them assholes I'm the finest dude out and it's hot up in the west, but it's money down south You feel me, then check me out, man [Verse 1] Mirror, mirror upon the wall, I want the money and the power I stand tall like Twin Towers, get racks, no problem My bitches suck my dick and then they tell me that I'm fine Ask him and ask her, I ball like I'm on live Young nigga, I'm 18, want chop chops and them ice creams You see me and I bet she stutter, can't believe that it's not butter I wanna ride a Lexus and drive that bitch to Texas I love to chop and screw shit, be up on the best shit You can ask, I was born to live I'm too old for bullshit now, ask him Ask her, that's my job to be on point Put it in her mouth and then aim and destroy Gucci ketchup, I guess my game automatic Put me in the mix and I'm bound to let them have it Got a little head and I smashed the pussy after And I feel like Lil Wayne, I made her wanna lick the wrapper [Chorus] Told them assholes I'm the finest dude out and it's hot up in the west, but it's money down south Told them assholes I'm the finest dude out and it's hot up in the west, but it's money down south [Verse 2] Older mom, I'm treated up like waterfront, I'm G'd up Had bad bitches in the backseat with high heels and her knees up I'm clean like Lysol, she suck my swipe with the lights on I got a big ass dick, girl, she finna take my python I crank that like A-Rap, certified, west coast Thick bitch like Kiki, mm-hmm, let's go A hundred thousand, mm-hmm, you hit that, mm-hmm Bitch, I'm the finest man you ever seen, mm-hmm I don't care, I say what I feel And that's why they fuck with me, cause I'm bull real Past real, ask them boys, I was in the game I'm Thrax, B-Wax, and I'm Mr. Clean I never thought I was a hundred million Until I found out I'm the boss, Mac Miller I'm from the hood, so it's money that I'm after I'm finna snatch the game because I'm the finest rapper, bitch [Outro] You feel me, it's your boy Lil B, Lil Boss I remember you said you born in California Waterfront, I'm G'd up, West up, West up South south to everybody that's from the west You feel me, west coast all day South south to the east coast, down south I told y'all, I'm the finest young rapper out, bitch, yeah It's money down south, down south, yeah I said it's money down south, yeah So I'ma be out there for a minute and grind out, you feel me

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