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      Future - Rent Money Música y Letra

      Intro]
      Super!
      They go crazy, yeah
      They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out
      Trap spot boomin'
      
      [Chorus]
      Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
      Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
      Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
      
      [Verse 1]
      Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
      John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you
      I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you
      This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you
      Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
      I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
      I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
      Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'
      She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'
      We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'
      This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries
      Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
      I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention
      She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension
      I put a ki on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension
      Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage
      I was petrified, you know my right wrist authentic
      I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250
      I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back
      On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up in yo' set
      Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5ive
      And as soon as the club closed we board the G5
      I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side
      I got five percent tint on each side
      I tried to make it outta school on the East Side
      I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school
      I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew
      I like my hundreds stacked up, I like ‘em neat too
      They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still
      I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
      I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
      
      [Chorus]
      Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
      Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
      Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
      I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
      
      [Verse 2]
      Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew
      They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you
      I'm ‘bout to take ‘em out the game, nigga fuck you
      They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you
      I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food
      I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
      I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston
      I got this Westside freakin' like boostin'
      I built my empire up like Lucious
      Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance
      I make the blogs with ya bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
      I make the blogs with ya bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
      Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
      I just put a rapper bitch on game
      I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
      I just slam dunked ya bitch, hall of fame
      
      [Chorus]
      Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
      Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
      Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due
      I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should have dissed you
      She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
      I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
      
      [Skit]
      (*Knocking*)
      Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh
      Yo, what's going on E
      The Big Frank Dog
      I know you be trippin', bruh
      I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh
      Let me get a gram right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick
      A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga
      Get that nigga ass up outta here, man
      Nigga talkin' about he want a gram
      What, you wanna Grammy?
      Boy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh
      Let me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it
      You a goddamn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10
      Get yo ass on outta here, man
      Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga
      That's candy money nigga
      A gram!?

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