Money Money Gemitaiz Lyrics English

Money Money Gemitaiz Lyrics English

[Verse 1: Gemitaiz]
(Hey) Do
you really wanna fuck me? (No) Is
n’t there a better one? (Muah)
Yes, that’s what
I think I run the other way
Yes, I smoke some more
In love with the THC

Then I run smooth on the beat
Friar ‘you piss you in the lean

Yes, I hit you like that
Yes, I make a record and I shoot it
Headshot and I don’t even look at you
Fresh with the cash of an emir, hey

Gemi makes you like a pound of yellow
I’m high up, I can’t hear who’s talking
Becca the butterfly effect
Don’t sit still, I told you to

do it I’ve never read a history book because friar I try to do it
I’ll wait for you over there in Valhalla
Flavio raises the bass, you punch the door
Fra ‘, hear the flow, the shoulder strap falls off

For the people who grew up once
Those who failed and died, I do it for them, ye & # x2028; h
For my brothers, jobless geniuses
We don’t want anything from them (Nothing)
Hey, we don’t want anything from them

[Chorus: Gemitaiz]
Yeh yeh, money money, you only want those
I’m hanging out with the brothers
Give us your heart, no jewels

No Gucci, no Fendi
Money money, you only want those
I’m hanging out with the brothers
Give us your heart, no jewels
Nothing Gucci, no Fendi

[Verse 2: Hope]
It doesn’t count the race but being the strongest
The procurement one in the DNA
Snap knife screwdriver in the throat
Respect those who are

too backward, therefore too far too
many roundups, I have no gags
If look for me
I am at the end of my caravan
(Rrah!) & # x2028; An absence proof is an absence of
Rubo proof to give to the lawyer

If you think you’re a legend, I’m just passing through
My people are cataloged
My revenge makes a local mind
Coke mixed in high-ranking laps
Vida loca

Caccia ‘and tickets and not breaking’ or ca ‘
If you talk to me Gucci and Fendi
I prefer Benji and Fede
It’s not enough l accent end rhyme to make it French
La vengeance est un verre qui se boit frais
Ils parlent de cash, c’est pas vrai!

C’est le retour de la Mafia K-1 Fry Version “le balafrè”
I don’t want any medals
I have Vladimir Putin’s hat Let’s toast
not because we’re happy
Because we’re all drunk! (Eh)

Every defect is worth
I don’t lick the ass of who knows who
I want the one from Alicia Keys
I’m with the Kazakhs

[Chorus: Gemitaiz]
Yeh yeh, money money, you only want those
I’m hanging out with the brothers
Give us your heart, no jewels
No Gucci, no Fendi

Money money, you only want those
I’m hanging out with the brothers
Give us your heart, no jewels
Nothing Gucci, no Fendi

[Verse 3: Ensi]
You still find me with Timberland boots
For my boyz in tha hood
You just want money, money, money like Mahmood
I wanted a lot too, yes, but not like you do

What about do a little bit for a while and then you don’t do any more
This is the marathon, not the hundred meters, fuck
A new shoe will not be enough if you don’t keep up
You know who I do it for, the V, it’s not V- Lone
You have 20k on your wrist and you look at the time from your iPhone

Neither Gucci nor Fendi
Mine are all no friendly
Rockano football team jerseys
Fra ‘, they are in tracksuits on the vehicles
And they only speak the language of the barrio
Sorry no hablo tu language

Porta more ice that have hot blood
Yes, that warms your jewels
Ensi, Hope more Gem
There is no hope for you
Yes, that’s what I think

You have to triple the compensation
For every brother who has no voice
And dies of a speck of a reason You
burn the banknotes in the sky
That we finance a revolution

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