Moneybagg Yo - ON GOD (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Moneybagg Yo - ON GOD (en) Lyrics
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Out here havin' my way,
get with me (Speak)
Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
in the city (Never)
Standin' on couches and standin'
on business (Woo)
Niggas ain't cut like me,
I'm different (Nope)
Stacks on deck, countin'
bread on a yacht (Boat)
Rollin' up the 'za, somethin'
dead in the 'gar
Whip so big, fit a bed
in the car (Skrrt)
Drop a bag on 'em, I'm fed
up with y'all (Go)
Run a marathon, back-to-back,
give me top (Ugh)
You the type nigga put trust
in a thot (Pussy)
Way too tender, in yo'
feelings, on God (Ha)
Told the ho, "Watch how you
touch me, I'm hot" (Hot)
House so big, got a ten car garage
This bitch is a demon,
but treat me like God
You nevеr stood on no business
for us, I never paid
for protеction, on God
Broke nigga, broke nigga,
you a real joke, nigga
I look like a dope dealer,
chain pull a ho quicker
My nigga, fly nigga, real
deal go-getters
When I push a button, I can't
tell 'em stop (Hey)
Been havin' work, never
punched on no clock
Fifteen, jumped off the porch
with a Glock (Facts)
Fuck all these niggas, put
F on the car (Wheels)
Lil' bitch so lucky she
f'in a star (Ugh)
This shit can get serious,
gotta know if you with me
The life that I'm livin'
get more than tricky
They come by the ten, they
come by the dozen
They come by the sisters,
they come by the cousins
This Glock that I'm totin'
got a special effect
The button on the back make it hit
like a TEC (Frrt, frrt, frrt,
frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt)
The button on the back make
it hit like a drum (Frrt)
I know you hear the alarm
You never stood on no business
for us, I never paid
for protection, on God
V-'Lac, side up in a Maybach
truck (Skrrt)
All white bricks and
the shirt tank, cut
Poured a three inside
of a gas station cup
Pour it, don't hold it, lil
nigga, drink up (Go)
Bought her some ass, then bought
her some titties (Ugh)
First you was trash,
I made her saditty
Uh, told her don't play
with my pimpin'
I give her sweet dick like
Uncle Willie (Ugh, ugh)
I wanna know who she know
'fore I hit her
Won't hesitate to cut her
off, I'm that nigga
You better be humble (Why?), I'll
block your number, the message you
sent, it did not get delivered
They can't tell me shit, my
momma didn't whoop me
I ain't no killer, but
please don't push me
You had the drop and you missed,
you a rookie ('Member?)
I got the proof that you niggas
pure pussy (On God)
(DrumGod)
On God, on God
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