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Much 2 Say Video (MV)




Performed By: babygeo
Language: English
Length: 1:40
Written by: Geo Coleman




babygeo - Much 2 Say Lyrics




I been gettin' rich, it ain't much else to say
Og tripped and found my gun, told her relax mama your baby straight
I been runnin' up that bag, my pockets overweight
And you the one I want, you broke my trust, you make it hard to stay

She keep askin' me for shit, like bitch get out my face
Think she took my drugs, but I don't mind, at least they ain't go to waste
Don't let us get that drop, pull up, throw some shots, think i let off a trey
No hangin' with the opps, we pull up, clapped him up, his homie caught a stray

You know he send shit up, bro let off a switch
His dumbass tried to duck, can't f*ck with us
Bitch, I've been takin' risks, no you can't call it luck
I keep my pistol tucked, bitch mad, I told her hush

I only came to f*ck, I'm in that Rolls truck
Look up, I see the stars, that shit give me a rush
Call her phone like bae, I'm pullin' up, I told her f*ck the world
I only think bout us, she the one, she pretty, plus her pussy good I love it when we f*ck

Jump in that Bentley truck, I'm riding with sum shit
Could probably flip a bus, I'm with the gang
Got bitches tryin' to leave, they man, say they can't f*ck with us
I been gettin' rich, it ain't much else to say

Og tripped and found my gun, told her relax, mama, your baby straight
I been runnin' up that bag, my pockets overweight
And you the one I want, you broke my trust, you make it hard to stay
She keep askin' me for shit, like bitch get out my face

Think she took my drugs, but I don't mind, at least they ain't go to waste
Don't let us get that drop, pull up, throw some shots
Think I let off a trey
No hangin' with the opps
We pull up, clapped him up, his homie caught a stray
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I been gettin' rich, it ain't much else to say
Og tripped and found my gun, told her relax mama your baby straight
I been runnin' up that bag, my pockets overweight
And you the one I want, you broke my trust, you make it hard to stay

She keep askin' me for shit, like bitch get out my face
Think she took my drugs, but I don't mind, at least they ain't go to waste
Don't let us get that drop, pull up, throw some shots, think i let off a trey
No hangin' with the opps, we pull up, clapped him up, his homie caught a stray

You know he send shit up, bro let off a switch
His dumbass tried to duck, can't f*ck with us
Bitch, I've been takin' risks, no you can't call it luck
I keep my pistol tucked, bitch mad, I told her hush

I only came to f*ck, I'm in that Rolls truck
Look up, I see the stars, that shit give me a rush
Call her phone like bae, I'm pullin' up, I told her f*ck the world
I only think bout us, she the one, she pretty, plus her pussy good I love it when we f*ck

Jump in that Bentley truck, I'm riding with sum shit
Could probably flip a bus, I'm with the gang
Got bitches tryin' to leave, they man, say they can't f*ck with us
I been gettin' rich, it ain't much else to say

Og tripped and found my gun, told her relax, mama, your baby straight
I been runnin' up that bag, my pockets overweight
And you the one I want, you broke my trust, you make it hard to stay
She keep askin' me for shit, like bitch get out my face

Think she took my drugs, but I don't mind, at least they ain't go to waste
Don't let us get that drop, pull up, throw some shots
Think I let off a trey
No hangin' with the opps
We pull up, clapped him up, his homie caught a stray
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Writer: Geo Coleman
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