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ForeignLifeMusic - Ninety Seven Babies Lyrics



ForeignLifeMusic - Ninety Seven Babies Lyrics




Blew some racks to up my fashion millionaire tactics
Diamonds dancing when I walk got used to cameras flashing
Tires skirt when I pull off it smell like I been lighting matches
Do this **** formal I don't agree with missing practice
Fiends be popping pills I rather smoke when I'm relaxing
12 run in the house don't know the dope inside the mattress
I just get too high I need a spacesuit made from nasa
All my ******goons we the goonies call me data
Smoke inside my lungs I hope this shit don't give me cancer
Do this **** so much I bet my lungs look like a panther
Money bag so full I gotta tote it like I'm santa
Lil rick be moving slow he dropped a four inside the Fanta
Ro just sent the beat I gotta eat it like I'm fasting
Location on my Instagram ForeignLife the caption
Money is the motive so I hate to be distracted
***** I want it all I'm talking every single fraction

Summer Time Vibe hit the casino in Australia
ForeignLife the team my money looking like some candy
If I'm being honest I will DIE for family
Kill a ***** dead keep a stick like I'm a granny

My baby a Latina love it when she speaking Spanish
All I talk is money I can't even understand it
She fly to my location told her hit me when she landed
She roll it then I light it then we vanish out the planet
This money be amazing me remember I was poor
Lights inside the kitchen seen the roaches on the floor
Nobody else can get between my team we go to war
Im in and out my safe I swear that ***** revolving doors
You want it then go get it man I swear the world is yours
I do this **** for real like every day you doing chores
I live a life worth living all you ****** looking bored
Money train is on the way you ****** better come aboard
We all finna get paid I keep a K like Michael Kors
Do this with a passion take a sip and thank the lord
Im buying all the **** I used to wish I could afford
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Blew some racks to up my fashion millionaire tactics
Diamonds dancing when I walk got used to cameras flashing
Tires skirt when I pull off it smell like I been lighting matches
Do this **** formal I don't agree with missing practice
Fiends be popping pills I rather smoke when I'm relaxing
12 run in the house don't know the dope inside the mattress
I just get too high I need a spacesuit made from nasa
All my ******goons we the goonies call me data
Smoke inside my lungs I hope this shit don't give me cancer
Do this **** so much I bet my lungs look like a panther
Money bag so full I gotta tote it like I'm santa
Lil rick be moving slow he dropped a four inside the Fanta
Ro just sent the beat I gotta eat it like I'm fasting
Location on my Instagram ForeignLife the caption
Money is the motive so I hate to be distracted
***** I want it all I'm talking every single fraction

Summer Time Vibe hit the casino in Australia
ForeignLife the team my money looking like some candy
If I'm being honest I will DIE for family
Kill a ***** dead keep a stick like I'm a granny

My baby a Latina love it when she speaking Spanish
All I talk is money I can't even understand it
She fly to my location told her hit me when she landed
She roll it then I light it then we vanish out the planet
This money be amazing me remember I was poor
Lights inside the kitchen seen the roaches on the floor
Nobody else can get between my team we go to war
Im in and out my safe I swear that ***** revolving doors
You want it then go get it man I swear the world is yours
I do this **** for real like every day you doing chores
I live a life worth living all you ****** looking bored
Money train is on the way you ****** better come aboard
We all finna get paid I keep a K like Michael Kors
Do this with a passion take a sip and thank the lord
Im buying all the **** I used to wish I could afford
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Writer: Hakeem Ingram
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




ForeignLifeMusic - Ninety Seven Babies Video
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Performed By: ForeignLifeMusic
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Hakeem Ingram

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