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Correct My Money Lyrics
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Rico Recklezz
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Correct My Money
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[Intro] Big Recklezz Big Recklezz Recklezz [Chorus] I'm from the projects nigga, we grew up with nothin' Cook with the Pyrex nigga, go get you some money We on that wild wild shit, 'cause we from the jungle I got a bad bitch with me, and she think I love her But I don't love no bitch except for my mama And you can keep those tens, 'cause I want them hundreds And I don't need no friends, 'cause they might be runnin' You probably love your bitch, but I love my money [Verse 1] Uh, you probably love your bitch, but I love them commas All this cheese, bitch I want lasagna We on that wild wild shit, like I'm Osama It's like winter on my wrist, but in my hand it's that summer I got this bad white bitch, I call her Madonna Four quarter ass niggas, they change for a dollar Old throwed ass niggas that grew up them llamas In a foreign ass whip, another foreign behind us Gettin' bread from a bitch, and she never made it Four racks for the fit, bitch I got designer Just smoked a whole zip, I can't get no higher He look like a snitch, check the boy files [Chorus] I'm from the projects nigga, we grew up with nothin' Cook with the Pyrex nigga, go get you some money We in that wild wild shit, 'cause we from the jungle I got a bad bitch with me, and she think I love her But I don't love no bitch except for my mama And you can keep those tens, 'cause I want them hundreds And I don't need no friends, 'cause they might be runnin' You probably love your bitch, but I love my money [Verse 2] Projects nigga, that is the gutter Cna't trust nobody, not even your brother Ain't nothin' more important than that bread and that butter Better make your choice, get a job or go hustle Young nigga with a voice, bitch I'm from the struggle VVS diamonds, my teeth are flooded Hi-Tech where you find it, I'm sippin' that muddy Bitch I frank your alignment, fuck her and her buddy Them racks got me saggin', rich nigga still thuggin' My bitch she the finest, and she think I love her But she got me mistaken, 'cause she not my mother Hot sauce on my noodles, I'm from the struggle [Chorus] I'm from the projects nigga, we grew up with nothin' Cook with the Pyrex nigga, go get you some money We on that wild wild shit, 'cause we from the jungle I got a bad bitch with me, and she think I love her But I don't love no bitch except for my mama And you can keep those tens, 'cause I want them hundreds And I don't need no friends, 'cause they might be runnin' You probably love your bitch, but I love my money
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