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Song:Tetris
Album: Genres:14
Year:2019 Length:232 sec

Lyrics:

All this ice make my neck itch
Too much money in my hand
Lookin` like a nigga flexin`All this cash on the floor
I can`t even see my section
So baby, come shake that booty
Make it fit like it`s Tetris
Baby, I know you get the message
So quit playin` with a young

Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it like
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love

Ass like what? Fuck it up
You`re like Patron mixed with Henny in your cup
You say I workin` 9 to 5, not enough
So you turn [?]
Cash like what? Fuck it up
All the hoes on the floor mixed with dubs
You say you lookin` for a baller, not a scrub
Whoever throw the most money showin` love
So let a young nigga come and handle it
Booty so big, I keep my hands off it
Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin`
In the back of the coupe, let me play wit` it
All up on the stage, but you start with your top
Girl, I ain`t leavin` til` them panties drop
All this money in the air, got you diggin` a lot
Cuz you`re livin` la vida loca

All this ice make my neck itch
Too much money in my hand
Lookin` like a nigga flexin`
All this cash on the floor
I can`t even see my section
So baby, come shake that booty
Make it fit like it`s Tetris
Baby, I know you get the message
So quit playin` with a young

Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it like
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love

All this money, all or nothin`
Instead of throwin` ones, I throw these dubs in
All these niggas in the club wanna lovin`
Only cash on your ass when they touch, shawty
Blood bag, pop a bottle, then we on the way
All this drank on me, I ain`t tryna waste
You wanna leave with a nigga, I see it in your face
Quit playin` with a nigga, come and run a play
So let a young nigga come and handle it
Booty so big, I keep my hands off it
Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin`
In the back of the coupe, let me play wit` it
All up on the stage, but you start with your top
Girl, I ain`t leavin` til` them panties drop
All this money in the air, got you diggin` a lot
Cuz you`re livin` la vida loca

All this ice make my neck itch
Too much money in my hand
Lookin` like a nigga flexin`
All this cash on the floor
I can`t even see my section
So baby, come shake that booty
Make it fit like it`s Tetris
Baby, I know you get the message
So quit playin` with a young like

Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it up
For that bag, she gon` run it like
Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love
For that cash, she don`t fall in love




 

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