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Lyrify.me

Get Money by New Eraa Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2015

[Intro: Eraa]

Huh? What What

[Verse 1: Eraa]
You say you independent, I like that
Bad chick with men curves, I pipe that
Said your real name was Sasha
Word is bond I was laying Mac soo proper
Cake Betty Crocker, First time we met was at ya locker
I got your lips Juicy, Thats why you call me Big Poppa, Listen
Yo Aleshia, Always with the reefa
Use to think she was a keeper, Untill i couldn't keep her
My home girl Booskie, Favorite rapper Boosie
Catch her down in Memphis stacking paper like loose leaf
I use to love when she say boo
Her gear stay fresh brand jeans say Truee
Let me esablish, She was ghetto fabolous
I hope you dont get mad at this but you was far from average
Halima was mad thick its so crazy
I would fantasize everytime that you gave me, look
You're mad wavy, begging me to surf
One day just maybe, You will give me twerk, Yup
My girl Jennifer was nineteen
She was thicker than Halima says her tight jeans, Word
To Brooklyn she was Jenny to the Block
On top of that a bartender making plenty guwop
You said you work the late shifts
You can be my waitress
Night bars at the Five stars, Trynna make tips
I had a Spanish chick, Always on a patient tip
Ally back then I wasn't ready for relationships
When I was 6 I use to Mack on Craigs daughter
(Who?)
Craig Macks daughter, (Chuckles)
Symone dated my friend James
I didn't even know the way she throwing it mid range
We did things but...
Thats another story, Back in 8th grade Dearra was crazy for me
Ever since High School shes been shady towards me
(So what you do?)
Man I went and found another shorty
I met Kiauna at that kickback
Grabbed her by the hip and made her bounce just where my dick at
Told her skip all that chit chat but
I ain't a player I just crush alot
Im just saying, Why can't a nigga crush alot
At some point I wanted Mary Carmen
If I could have a wife shit i'd prolly marry Carmen
Im very charming with these ladies just ask Ariam
I shouldve took her to prom but instead im in the crib writing songs
I broke her heart again well pardon him
Im just trynna make it right
How could one thing make you wanna hate me for life
Well fuck it, I met star
She had them big titties hidden in that big bra
She use to let me play with them when we were in the hall
And write me all these letter begging me to fuck raw
(Untill I met Britney ) Damn she was the thickest one
Super easy dog I bet I couldve hit and run
But I had a reason, I met this Ethio a week ago last weekend
Or was she Eritrean? ...Well meet Eden
My babygirl just needs freedom
The moment she get it just know that we freaking
I use to dry hump Alyssa, Put my hands under her skirt
Always touched by Patricia at work
First, I met Alexis, Then I met Mya
They were both sisters, That's where it back fired look
Long story short, I liked both of them....So I dated both of them
I dont speak to both of them now
Yaull fellas like to stress them chicks, Impress chicks
Spend money to dress them chicks
Similar to headbands how yaull sweat them chicks
But by the end of the dad yaull never get them chicks
They be looking for a main squeeze
Well for me, I plan to hit and then I aim to leave
Baby!
[Outro: New Eraa]
And the list goes on and on
On and On, On On and On
Dont mind me man Im just getting my groove on right now
Eraa, List goes...
On and On and On
It goes on and on and on and
To the ... to the morning
Let me stop im gonna get myself in trouble
(Phone Rings)
Donte, Whats up?
Come over daddy