$ki Massacre - M.P.R Lyrics

Money, power, respect, young boy It's your boy's ski massacre, for his
Throne Money, power, respect, young boy
It's your boy's ski massacre, you double hoe
Hold up, who that nigga? I got your bitch and I pulled up the trigger, what

Rockin' out with YSL, rockin' that blueberry, ho
Got my Gucci, Padre alone, got my own damn cologne, ho
Hold up, my nigga, I pull up the pole Hold up, my nigga, I'm hidin' the pole
.9mm, shootin' in the hole, nothing like I put it in a sip and a rub

Been rubbin' in a bottle like I'm missin' the soul
Hold up, who that nigga? I put it on the floor
They got my own rapper, rapper style
Rappers, stylin' on my flow

It's your boy with my own dough, ay Who thatlonelyplayboy
Who thatpracticeho? Who thatf*cksupfor
It's your MPR, it's my on the flow
Got my bitch, my own

Got my little money
Money, money, money My money my power my power power
Respect, respect, respect yo' hoe
Money, money, money My money my power my power power

Respect respect respect respect respect yo' hoe
Keepin' my own dream I got my own lean
Coding posts around them I do say
Put around my zine Zeamin' down my dream

I put in lean Put around my fleam
Flamin' on the pit Kippin' the slip
Slippin' on the bottom like a bullet in a rip
Hit it rip like content

Hit it rip like I'm poppin' a line
Loadin' down them dollar signs
Lowin' down that Mr. Mrine
Rhymin' down my flow

Many niggas though
Out here with my squad
'Cause we shootin' on them dough
Mmm

Yeah
Aye yo, do ya thing
Money, money, money Power power power power
Respect, respect, respect yo' hoe

Money, money, money Power power power power
Respect