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King. Brad - MLD Lyrics



King. Brad - MLD Lyrics




Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact

Quarter pound on the freeway
Hit the block like Dikembe
Pass it off like a relay
Stack the cake like a bday
Need it fast no delay
Say I can never let her know
When my heart went cold
Float like a UFO
Ima rare sighting
I got her abiding to all my requirements
That pussy stay wet just like Poseidon
I splash when I dive in, whoa
Mix it up like Kaleidoscope
Diamonds sit on my chest and they froze
Its no wonder why my heart so cold
Letting you know

Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact

She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact
Yea thats a fact
Thats a fact
She on Designer drugs, yea that's a fend fact
Pack touchdown from the plug, flip like an acrobat
I can never get attached I gotta get up and run up a sack
I thought this shit was all love, but you ain't really have my back
No you ain't really have my back, tell me we done or we finish
Im a grown man I ain't kiddin'
Millionaire man on a mission
Cut you off cuz u ain't see the vision
Every mistake I make is a lesson
Every lesson I learn is blessing
We just do it we don't ask no question
Niggas broke can't even pay attention
If I gotta do it myself, I do it myself
Umm I don't need no help
Reachin' the top of the shelf
All of my verses are felt
They got no heart, lookin' for somethin' to fill
I don't need none of yo pills
I just need somethin' that's real somethin' I feel
I just put chills on her spine
She give me that top she losing her mind
The older I age the better the wine
I still got the juice I never decline
I don't have to rush I'm takin' my time
I had to find a way
You took the elevator muthafuka say I had to climb the way
I had to change the route no gps
Ride or die no dds
Shine like a star no vvs
We done came a long way from the PBS kids
Author Ball fist
Niggas talk shit
And expect for me to be pissed
I just roll me up a long spliff
Blow the smoke and then I vanish

Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact
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Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact

Quarter pound on the freeway
Hit the block like Dikembe
Pass it off like a relay
Stack the cake like a bday
Need it fast no delay
Say I can never let her know
When my heart went cold
Float like a UFO
Ima rare sighting
I got her abiding to all my requirements
That pussy stay wet just like Poseidon
I splash when I dive in, whoa
Mix it up like Kaleidoscope
Diamonds sit on my chest and they froze
Its no wonder why my heart so cold
Letting you know

Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact

She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact
Yea thats a fact
Thats a fact
She on Designer drugs, yea that's a fend fact
Pack touchdown from the plug, flip like an acrobat
I can never get attached I gotta get up and run up a sack
I thought this shit was all love, but you ain't really have my back
No you ain't really have my back, tell me we done or we finish
Im a grown man I ain't kiddin'
Millionaire man on a mission
Cut you off cuz u ain't see the vision
Every mistake I make is a lesson
Every lesson I learn is blessing
We just do it we don't ask no question
Niggas broke can't even pay attention
If I gotta do it myself, I do it myself
Umm I don't need no help
Reachin' the top of the shelf
All of my verses are felt
They got no heart, lookin' for somethin' to fill
I don't need none of yo pills
I just need somethin' that's real somethin' I feel
I just put chills on her spine
She give me that top she losing her mind
The older I age the better the wine
I still got the juice I never decline
I don't have to rush I'm takin' my time
I had to find a way
You took the elevator muthafuka say I had to climb the way
I had to change the route no gps
Ride or die no dds
Shine like a star no vvs
We done came a long way from the PBS kids
Author Ball fist
Niggas talk shit
And expect for me to be pissed
I just roll me up a long spliff
Blow the smoke and then I vanish

Money Love Drugs
I need Money Love Drugs
Give me Money Love Drugs
I can never get enough
I am a fiend relapse
Pop two of these relax
She on Designer drugs
Yea that's a Fendi fact
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Bradley Ifeobu
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: King. Brad
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Bradley Ifeobu

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