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Streetz & Young Deuces lyrics : "Money On Deck (money Marathon)"


I got hustle
Shots Lift ya Chest Cavities with no muscle

Pitbull, Rockwilderd no muzzle
(*##$es don't drink my kids they guzzle
Gem star, A-R turn ya Puzzle

Arm over their, Leg over their
^!$$% be ware
I'm a beast on the loose, I need a stray jacket

I'm insane in da coupe, I switch lanes poof
No where to be found, you know I gets down
These other ^!$$%z frontin they ain't runnin the town

Outside of the Milly you's a nobody
Jump stupid and you get bodied, that's for anybody
Duck down when the hammer spit

Black fur got a ^!$$% feelin panda-ish
Pose for the cam-e-ras, I'm a star
You lookin for the best ^!$$% yea we are (ha ha)



Money On Deck (Check), Money On Deck (Check)

Money On Deck (Check), Money On Deck
I need all dat guap, All dat Money
If you ain't bout paper you can fall back dummy

I got



Heart of a lion, buily like an ape, face of a refugee

They put me in da game, winded, with no referee

And since a lot of ^!$$%z stressin me
I'm a fight till I'm gone, I'm a give em all what's left of me
I rep da Brew, ^!$$% city I love

I stay bent, blowin sticky what you expect I'm a thug
I came straight from the crack of the slumz
When you talk about the greatest out the milly ^!$$% I am the one, one

You see the pain in m eyes from past crisis
I don't wana talk or cry so I writes it
Young boy, hustle, survive in five vices

A rebel with a cause, I'm twisted so I fights it
I like it, Mikey, who he might be
Killain da booth where da mic be

You need geikee, geico, psycho
Deuces be dat ^!$$% on point like a rifle






We gettin Money over here and %#@! over dere
E'ry body put cha $#&@in hands in dere
We got (Money on Deck) got (Money On Deck)

Got (Money On Deck) Got (Money On Deck)




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