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Between Me and You
Lil' Keke
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Broo!
All these niggaz chasing these hoes (Yeah)
Nigga We chasin' the sack Nigga (Yeah)
Been there, done that (bro that's the shit)
We chasin that sack
(Roll my sleeves up)
Roll my sleeves up (Roll my sleeves up)
Wiggo Radio (yeah)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us (yeah)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (money too)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (money too, 2 chainz)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (money too)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (money too)
Five in the morning, feds at my door (at my door)
Early in the morning, layin with my hoe (with my hoe)
Came in the crib, couldn't find my gram
Told them cop suckers beat it, outta here, scream (scream it)
Tell you a lil story, bout a lesson I learned (okay)
Never leave the crib without packin a gun (gun)
Niggas talk about me, but they fluently wrong
Cause I came from the block, get my truancy on (yeah)
Niggas keep askin me what Luda be on (yeah)
Cause Tity spit fire, like a fuckin dragon
Rag on, rag off, if I'm on, you not
You off, I'm the opposite of soft (damn)
Came from the corner, keepin chickens in my loft (my loft)
I got a lotta bitches, but I love my Nina Roths (Nina Roth's)
And how could I forget how much my first Cemmy cost (rrrgh)
A foreign car ridin, niggas make me cough (ugh)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us (yeah)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
I came here lookin to win, so drop 'm off
When the birds packed up for the winter(winter), they fly south
Sleeves rolled up, when I'm whippin' that Yoda
Stand in the field, like a real US soldier
Make it quick, spend it fast, hustle hard, make it last
Married to my dirty cash, shift the gear, press the gass
Imma show you what it do, this between me and you
Gucci belt, and Gucci shoes
Texas getting money too
Twist it up, and blow smoke
Haters out here ridin broke
Ridin' and I'm livin fly, boys out here losin hope
Miss me with that fire play, comin down your way
Yeah, we getting money too, on the grind all day
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up (up)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up (what's up DJ)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us (what's up DJ)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (We going at it)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (I'm getting money too)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (Gudda Gudda)
Between me and you, I'm getting money too (Gudda Gudda)
They say money isn't everything, that's a fuckin lie
Money controls everything, show you fuckin right
Circumsized whip, I pull the top back
Six B pop the clutch, cops can't stop that
I'm blazin in the streets, and the spot is where I'm hot at
If you talking money, we could talk, cause I got that (yeah)
Louie V, Gucci and Polo is where I shop at
And I ain't tryna price that, cop the whole top back (Huh)
Young Money rich talk, haters keep quiet (yeah)
Yeah I gained a little weight, I'm on a Cash Money diet (all day)
I'm rollin, I'm rollin
I popped the triple decker
I ain't slippin' by the week, I'm geeked, but it's whatever
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