T.M.M.M by TheReal7K... Lyrics
Ayooo Bakino its gonna be a Cold Summer dawg
Gada make money
Take money money
Make money money
Typa shiit that makes you wanna make money money
All sweet n tasty damn like honey honey
Hating Niggas on the corner looking all funny funny
Playing hop scotch with bitche jumping all like bunny bunny bunny
Holding it down nigga since day one
All my niggas tagged up wit me from day one
Real niggas in my circle nigga come tag along
Bitch niggas nope nigga damn we don't get along
(Pew Pew)
Nigga
Hook*2
Typa shiit that makes a broke nigga grind hard play hard starve hard damn nigga hustle hard
Starving ain't an answer
Cut niggas of like cancer
Kiss your mama on the chick
Call that shit manars
Women says am handsome
Now they finna get some
Snitches get them lost later then ask for ransom
Made name for myself
Never had of blew out
Floss out(Ah)shine out
Pew Pew then he blew out
Typa nigga never like to show out
Niggas talk alot later then we kicked them out
Am to modest nigga never like to share my wherebouts
Young nigga living reckless Fvck having doubts
If it ain't bout money guess it has no amounts
Gada watch what you say walls got ears now(Shhh)
Gada be cautious on the streets,streets got eyes now(Shh)
Got bad chick ain't a stoner but got tinky eyes
Damn nigga To mesmerise(Mwaah)
To bad we ain't the same mess with Keisha I'll put you in your place
Bitches keep comparing to Fvck Boys
Stupid Bitch just a real nigga fvck a Fvck boy
Never like no noise
Hustling 6to6 bitch had no choice
Hook*3
Gada make money
Take money money
Make money money
Typa shiit that makes you wanna make money money
All sweet n tasty damn like honey honey
Hating Niggas on the corner looking all funny funny
Playing hop scotch with bitche jumping all like bunny bunny bunny
Holding it down nigga since day one
All my niggas tagged up wit me from day one
Real niggas in my circle nigga come tag along
Bitch niggas nope nigga damn we don't get along
(Pew Pew)
Nigga
Hook*2
Typa shiit that makes a broke nigga grind hard play hard starve hard damn nigga hustle hard
Starving ain't an answer
Cut niggas of like cancer
Kiss your mama on the chick
Call that shit manars
Women says am handsome
Now they finna get some
Snitches get them lost later then ask for ransom
Made name for myself
Never had of blew out
Floss out(Ah)shine out
Pew Pew then he blew out
Typa nigga never like to show out
Niggas talk alot later then we kicked them out
Am to modest nigga never like to share my wherebouts
Young nigga living reckless Fvck having doubts
If it ain't bout money guess it has no amounts
Gada watch what you say walls got ears now(Shhh)
Gada be cautious on the streets,streets got eyes now(Shh)
Got bad chick ain't a stoner but got tinky eyes
Damn nigga To mesmerise(Mwaah)
To bad we ain't the same mess with Keisha I'll put you in your place
Bitches keep comparing to Fvck Boys
Stupid Bitch just a real nigga fvck a Fvck boy
Never like no noise
Hustling 6to6 bitch had no choice
Hook*3