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Money Man – Well Well lyrics
They say the lord don't make mistakes
Then why the hell he make you so fake
She said you play too much I ain't got time to wait
I said it ain't that I just ain't got time to waste
Well well well
Well well
He's just pretendin' I could tell
Well well well
Well well
She wanna fuck me I could tell
These niggas iffy it's hard to tell
Well well well
Well well
Well well
Drop that shit on a scale
Fuck it I'ma shoot it
They gon' make me go and throw away my career in music
She said she love a nigga music
She said she walk through so many hoes to get through it
Fresh and for these niggas snaggin AK mags and all
But we can't be extorted so it ain't no pressin' us
And that lil shit you doing it ain't impressin' us
I'm steady pourin' up inside this double cup
I tell the concierge to send lil' mama up
A couple days later, had her come again for a follow-up
Well well well
That's that jet fuel you smell
She just trying to come and take her clothes off
Fuck around and take and shoot a nigga nose off
I feel that pressure in my lungs
I'm steady buyin' more and more guns
But niggas who think they shit sweet and come and try to take my funds
Well well well
You not with that shit I can tell
They say the lord don't make mistakes
Then why the hell he make you so fake
She said you play too much I ain't got time to wait
I said it ain't that I just ain't got time to waste
Well well well
Well well
He's just pretendin' I could tell
Well well well
Well well
She wanna fuck me I could tell
These niggas iffy it's hard to tell
Well well well
Well well
Well well
Drop that shit on a scale
Then why the hell he make you so fake
She said you play too much I ain't got time to wait
I said it ain't that I just ain't got time to waste
Well well well
Well well
He's just pretendin' I could tell
Well well well
Well well
She wanna fuck me I could tell
These niggas iffy it's hard to tell
Well well well
Well well
Well well
Drop that shit on a scale
Fuck it I'ma shoot it
They gon' make me go and throw away my career in music
She said she love a nigga music
She said she walk through so many hoes to get through it
Fresh and for these niggas snaggin AK mags and all
But we can't be extorted so it ain't no pressin' us
And that lil shit you doing it ain't impressin' us
I'm steady pourin' up inside this double cup
I tell the concierge to send lil' mama up
A couple days later, had her come again for a follow-up
Well well well
That's that jet fuel you smell
She just trying to come and take her clothes off
Fuck around and take and shoot a nigga nose off
I feel that pressure in my lungs
I'm steady buyin' more and more guns
But niggas who think they shit sweet and come and try to take my funds
Well well well
You not with that shit I can tell
They say the lord don't make mistakes
Then why the hell he make you so fake
She said you play too much I ain't got time to wait
I said it ain't that I just ain't got time to waste
Well well well
Well well
He's just pretendin' I could tell
Well well well
Well well
She wanna fuck me I could tell
These niggas iffy it's hard to tell
Well well well
Well well
Well well
Drop that shit on a scale
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