Listen man it's a lot of ways you can get this shit
You ain't got to do what everybody else did be yourself hustle
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
I knew I loved you when you lied to me it felt like it hurt
And ever since you left me and them bitches just couldn't work
Niggas die over turf my niggas play with nines like it's nerf
I smoke so much weed my d*** can't get hard without any p***
You ain't a real one you's a bitch I speak the truth when it hurts I'm in New York with Holy Cam sipping Duse on the curb and the rent was due smack on the third
We got kicked out on the first
That's why I do what I got to do to make sure you got it first
And don't swallow ya pain I told my girl I got everything
And the way ya tears poured down my shirt you would've thought it was raining
I'll wipe the tears right off yo face but first I got to move my chain
And just put yo head right on my check
And listen to what I'm saying
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
TMM Ca$h Mani - Copy Lyrics
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Listen man it's a lot of ways you can get this shit
You ain't got to do what everybody else did be yourself hustle
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
I knew I loved you when you lied to me it felt like it hurt
And ever since you left me and them bitches just couldn't work
Niggas die over turf my niggas play with nines like it's nerf
I smoke so much weed my d*** can't get hard without any p***
You ain't a real one you's a bitch I speak the truth when it hurts I'm in New York with Holy Cam sipping Duse on the curb and the rent was due smack on the third
We got kicked out on the first
That's why I do what I got to do to make sure you got it first
And don't swallow ya pain I told my girl I got everything
And the way ya tears poured down my shirt you would've thought it was raining
I'll wipe the tears right off yo face but first I got to move my chain
And just put yo head right on my check
And listen to what I'm saying
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
You ain't got to do what everybody else did be yourself hustle
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
I knew I loved you when you lied to me it felt like it hurt
And ever since you left me and them bitches just couldn't work
Niggas die over turf my niggas play with nines like it's nerf
I smoke so much weed my d*** can't get hard without any p***
You ain't a real one you's a bitch I speak the truth when it hurts I'm in New York with Holy Cam sipping Duse on the curb and the rent was due smack on the third
We got kicked out on the first
That's why I do what I got to do to make sure you got it first
And don't swallow ya pain I told my girl I got everything
And the way ya tears poured down my shirt you would've thought it was raining
I'll wipe the tears right off yo face but first I got to move my chain
And just put yo head right on my check
And listen to what I'm saying
I started rapping on the porch I never knew this would work
I was down bad out snatching purses got this shit out the dirt
These niggas want to copy me they need to copy the church
Before I make yo mans go cop a tee with you on the shirt
Influenced by p*** I might just look at you with a smirk my youngins wilding
They ain't smiling you more Pussy than squirts I got it out the mud la nigga guess
I grew in the dirt and yes my pockets also grew I look at you boy you hurting
Writer: TMM Ca$h Mani
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