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Lyrics

[Intro] DiCaprio productions (DiCaprio productions, DiCaprio productions) Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy [Chorus: Money Man] One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock it just like I'm a cord Maybe I'll hit the trap and record D�j� vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won't let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no chores In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta her playin' somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export [Verse 1: Money Man] I got loud in my pantry, she ride like a banshee You ain't got no plug, you pay tons on humanity Watches are one of one, this shit be nasty My style be outstanding And baby got short hair but she ain't got cancer Made it rain on a dancer, she was so thankful The reaper took Lil Man, that shit was so painful I fuck her so good, I'ma fuck up her pancreas That ain't the real strain, you niggas just namin' shit Get them thoughts out yo' head You lil' niggas ain't taking shit I gave her 50 a P just to bring me shit I had to dock her 'cause she showed up late and shit I'm in the trap selling Ps in the latest drip This bag from Cali and that one Canadian I rock them scarves on my head like Iranians This stick I'm holding from Czechoslovakia I keep that Glock on my hip like a officer I with Da Baby, no we not gravy My outdoor be cheap and my trap house be deep I can save and release some steel when we greet Shot in yo' teeth, yeah And she wet like a reef, niggas copy like parakeets I'm in the 'jects catchin' plays, I'm a Cherokee Lil bitches beggin' and pleadin' to marry me [Chorus: Money Man] One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock it just like I'm a cord Maybe I'll hit the trap and record D�j� vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won't let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export [Verse 2: DaBaby] She say she like how I talk but ain't been on the phone with me I got on her favorite cologne so she on me Her favorite rapper on this song with me I'm on the road doing shows all alone I need you to come home with me And all of my hoes like to lie Say they don't give that pussy to no nigga (What? Ha) You knowing that's cap, don't cap And you knowin' I react when we act Girl, how you think that ass got fat? Wonder why I talk my shit Wonder why you talk like that 'Cause I'm still independent than a bitch And I'm spendin' all these racks on rap Spendin' all the racks on that girl Then you go and act like that Okay fuck it, don't pick up my phone Left a lot of them bitches alone Got distracted, got back in my zone, yeah Make a play, hit the 'yo, do a song She don't wan' hit my blunt, it's too strong Make her fuck on the first day, we grown Bitch [Chorus: Money Man] One of one drip, this not in the stores Had it rain on the stripper, it poured Bought a truck, I'ma lift up a Ford Got her wet like she jumped overboard I'ma sock it just like I'm on a cord Maybe I'll hit the trap and record D�j� vu, I done did this before Walk in Gucci and buy out the store They won't let no one else through the door And my ho get a allowance, no choice In a stable, my car got them horses Gotta plan somewhere in the foreign Blow the motor, I'm wreckin' these Porsches She love me, her panties get moisture Got her weighing up bags in her boy shorts Get exotic and import, export