Privaledge - Get The Money [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced By DeLorean]

[Hook]
They don’t want to see you get the money
No love for these niggas
Young nigga all about the funds
Ain’t no trusting these niggas
Ain’t no trusting these hoes neither
Turn your back, they’ll fuck on these niggas
We just made a group decision
We don’t fuck with these niggas
We don’t fuck with these niggas, we don’t fuck with these niggas
We don’t fuck with these niggas, we don’t fuck with these niggas
We don’t fuck with these niggas, we don’t fuck with these niggas
We don’t fuck with these niggas, we don’t fuck with these niggas

[Verse 1]
Booty shaking like an aftershock
IPhone, she like boy is you a mack or not?
Philly bull, southwest, we be trapping blocks
Bout to go J Prince, girl I rap a lot
She say Imma do it for you, let me do it Priv
Them other niggas get no turn, they gon have to watch
Four five, waistband, I don’t have to lock
Homie bang on a nigga, he bout to rat to cops
They hated so long that I done caught on
Barely even flexing, I be working on my forearm
Young 2Pac, they tell me get my Shakur on
ASU hoes used to fuck em in the dorm
Got bored on these rap niggas
I’m fly get my store on
I’m selling them swagger, I bag her, she goin’ on
Bout how you be simping, goddamn you just drawl on
These hoes on the daily Westbrook got them Jordans
Walk up in the House of Hoops, hella swag
They already know my name, I got hella bags
Put my name on the front, they be hella mad
Middle finger give a fuck you can tell ‘em that
Purple [?] call my youngin, finna mail him that
You rich, but your homies broke, we ain’t feeling that
Real shit, you thought I wasn’t selling that
Flow hot like a nigga went to hell and back

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[Verse 2]
Running through these hoes like a running back
Real rap, homie you ain’t talking none of that
Beat the pussy up but I don’t cum in that
Dope dick, that’s the reason why she coming back
Backflip, I just have a little fun with that
Never on no joe shit, finna punish that
Bitches hit me all the way out where London at
They need to book me for a show, I be in my bag
I don’t fuck with these niggas
CPS, I be son-ing these niggas
I don’t even want to run to these niggas
[?]bull, fuck around and pull a gun on these niggas, damn
Philly, I’m just being blunt with these niggas
CDs, we be selling out the trunk on these niggas
I’m just saying, same ho you be cuffing my nigga
Every time I see her she be fucking my niggas
She a thottie, she with the Thot-a-nati
Hating bitches sit down like they tryna potty
Bout to do it big but I won’t be riding shotty
My bitch bad, she’ll fuck around and catch a body
Get the panties wet, fuck around and go Jumanji
Monsoon drive by, nigga that’s a homi
Blow jobs, no homo, she on her Tommy
I don’t even even sweat her, you niggas be on your Cosby
Bitch

[Hook]