Shae Money

Shae Money - What It’s Hittin Foe? lyrics

rate me

Yeah!

Money bags bitch

Hey!

Hook:

You know I keep my windows in it

I’m only riding with my nick rose and my keen foe, ten foe

Was it’s hittin’ foe, big droll, big smoke

Hoe zip for the low low, let a nigga know.

You know I keep my windows in it

I’m only riding with my nick rose and my keen foe, ten foe

Was it’s hittin’ foe, big droll, big smoke

Hoe zip for the low low, let a nigga know.

I’m in .. and I’m riding with my niggas and my king foe

Big smoke, big droll, what’s in foe, in that old six foe?

You’re gonna slide me and in time we’re just riding in aside

Feeling like fur, I ain’t copin’ no bop

We ain’t going to the store that is not my job

Only nigga though, getting money for my zone

Only 9-16 I’m living alcohol

In my own shit, with a little that yellow grown bitch

She’ll be given head like she eating snow calls

Now the little nigga and out of big homie on the low,

Act to ever from the sack nigga, I’ll be putting on bitch

Hold dick y’all want me, making nigga explode

If you and your commode looking this your paper ball

And I’m holding, me and all my young niggas ..

Rolling and I can give a f*ck about ..

Hook:

You know I keep my windows in it

I’m only riding with my nick rose and my keen foe, ten foe

Was it’s hittin’ foe, big droll, big smoke

Hoe zip for the low low, let a nigga know.

You know I keep my windows in it

I’m only riding with my nick rose and my keen foe, ten foe

Was it’s hittin’ foe, big droll, big smoke

Hoe zip for the low low, let a nigga know.

I’ll be like hey ya, full upon a town bitch like hey my

See a sack and nigga when day lights

She thought she had a good shine like pages

In my pager and I was later with deja

Déjà-vu and I’ve been doing this every day

Now I made away to dog, now my whole team scatter

And I .. and got a .. and the bottle now I’m faded

They jaded I’m aim it, you bitch I’m f*cking famous,

You aim and they diss rag it,

.. with you before you roll

.. records, just hoes in your .. whatever

This nigga you clever, been ..and I’ve been down in out

Tryin to get some money in my pocket to chatter,

Mhm, I devower with the beats, I devower with the beef

When I’m out in the streets

I devower the p**sy to every hour she tweet

Try to meet me in real life she know I’m a G

[Hook:]

What a sin foe, talking big troll this blown

Every day, it ain’t nothing, it will never catch me stand for a thirsty hoe

Got to give the gap and I guess it don’t place it you never seen

My niggas is sticking green, from this sack to the deen

all my niggas up in the .. and strictly to women it’s nothing over the business

money people to the death, loyalty is a must

you could be a fair nigga, got to watch it and trust,

on the .. black corners, sack niggas getting blow back to you west

building money bets on the slap

tats on the whip, just relax and feed the lay while I’m .. in zips,

[Hook:]

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