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[Intro] Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Uh Wheezy beats This money turnin' me on (Yo, turn me up bro) Misery, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] This money turnin' me on, ayy, this money turnin' me on I'm thinkin' out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (woo) Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor Having a private party, you know how it go [Verse 1: Young Thug] Music all in my ears Instruments in my ears I'm in the backyard feeding deers I'm in a condo popping seals I got po-po's in my rear I bought CoCo with my deal I missed a couple shows with my deal If I could take it back I will And don't you take that to the head You know I got you in my whip It don't matter if it don't work out Man I know you with me for real You helped me balance my skills You helped me over the hill You got my mind right when I was thinking 'bout going and go kill Young lil' nigga popping shit High school, I played quarterback I ain't never had to hit a lick Never had to touch a nick Never had to risk shit But this wealth, cause if you played then it's death [Chorus: Young Thug] This money turnin' me on, ayy, this money turnin' me on I'm thinkin' out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone) Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor Having a private party, you know how it go [Verse 2: Young Thug] Hunnid fifty thousand for a show On the east or the west coast Give a couple bands to the woa Jet to Miami with some zoes Hunnid fifty thousand for a show Hunnid fifty thousand for a show On the east or the west coast On the east or the west coast, ayy Every night I snuck my way outside Started skipping school and I snuck up on a ride My brother in law let me shoot a choppa when I was five Ever since that day, man I been riding 'til I die [Chorus: Young Thug] This money turnin' me on, ayy, this money turnin' me on I'm thinkin' out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone) Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor Having a private party, you know how it go
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