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No Cap Video (MV)




Performed By: Mars Milly
Length: 3:20
Written by: Derrick Williams




Mars Milly - No Cap Lyrics




I like my money in bags band up in racks
Bring them things in on a daily
I smoke the weed out a wrap
I role it up fat and
Blow that thing down till I'm fade it
You niggas been looking mad
Dont give me dap
My single you ain't gotta play it
I'm getting money no cap
That been a fact
But lately I ain't gotta say it

Just give me the work and
I get to working
Cut up a load
Bitch I'm a surgeon
Getting this money cause
Shit it was urgent
I got to whipping this
Shit like a circus
Might put the dick in ya bitch
If she curvy
Drip on the wrist got her
Ready to slurp me
Stick on the hip cause the
Niggas be lurking
F*ck up a clipp on these
Niggas no Sterling
I'm on some different shit
I'm from Jersey
Nigga get BIG if you Ready To Die
Sip on a fifth of the bourbon
Roll up the spliff take a hit
And get ready to fly
Ya bitch for the clique if She worthy
Sick, watch her twist on a dick
For a Purchase
She pop a perky, then she get perky
Then I'ma make that bitch Bow like a curtsy
You bitches thirsty I got that water
You see that I'm dripping like
Come put some pots on the floor
Ust to pull up for a pound
But since it went down
I pull up and cop em in 4s
Usta get played a clown
But now that its pay for a play
They don't play anymore
Usta tell I could win
And now that I'm winning
Got nothing to say anymore

I like my money in bags band up in racks
Bring them things in on a daily
I smoke the weed out a wrap
I role it up fat and
Blow that thing down till I'm fade it
You niggas been looking mad
Dont give me dap
My single you ain't gotta play it
I'm getting money no cap
That been a fact
But lately I ain't gotta say it
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I like my money in bags band up in racks
Bring them things in on a daily
I smoke the weed out a wrap
I role it up fat and
Blow that thing down till I'm fade it
You niggas been looking mad
Dont give me dap
My single you ain't gotta play it
I'm getting money no cap
That been a fact
But lately I ain't gotta say it

Just give me the work and
I get to working
Cut up a load
Bitch I'm a surgeon
Getting this money cause
Shit it was urgent
I got to whipping this
Shit like a circus
Might put the dick in ya bitch
If she curvy
Drip on the wrist got her
Ready to slurp me
Stick on the hip cause the
Niggas be lurking
F*ck up a clipp on these
Niggas no Sterling
I'm on some different shit
I'm from Jersey
Nigga get BIG if you Ready To Die
Sip on a fifth of the bourbon
Roll up the spliff take a hit
And get ready to fly
Ya bitch for the clique if She worthy
Sick, watch her twist on a dick
For a Purchase
She pop a perky, then she get perky
Then I'ma make that bitch Bow like a curtsy
You bitches thirsty I got that water
You see that I'm dripping like
Come put some pots on the floor
Ust to pull up for a pound
But since it went down
I pull up and cop em in 4s
Usta get played a clown
But now that its pay for a play
They don't play anymore
Usta tell I could win
And now that I'm winning
Got nothing to say anymore

I like my money in bags band up in racks
Bring them things in on a daily
I smoke the weed out a wrap
I role it up fat and
Blow that thing down till I'm fade it
You niggas been looking mad
Dont give me dap
My single you ain't gotta play it
I'm getting money no cap
That been a fact
But lately I ain't gotta say it
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Writer: Derrick Williams
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