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Blue Pill Red Pill (feat. J Mo) Video (MV)






M.O.N.E.Y. - Blue Pill Red Pill (feat. J Mo) Lyrics




Pop A blue pill pop a red pill (Ayee)
Monkey imprint that's a X pill (That's a bean dea)
Pop A rubber band she gon pop it for a pimp (POP POP POP)
Pop up on a nigga talking all that beef shit (Ooh ooh ooh)

We just like to have fun
Niggas love beef so we like to have guns
She just like to have fun
And we having all the drugs she be like (Gimme some)
Who am I to tell her no
I'm like you good boo here you go
If she don't f*ck she gotta go
And I ain't paying for no Uber home
I know I ain't shit at all blame it on the alcohol
But I don't really drink it gotta blame it on the perkys
Or blame it on the molly got me turned up and I'm lurkin
For certain
You can't ride my wave bitch I'm surfing
You perkin or you workin
Gon pop it for pimp
Couple dollars to spend
We gon vibe in this bitch
Stand on couches and shit
Blow a ounce in this bitch
And we still with the shits
Man these pills in my body got me Jukin and I cannot sit still
Looking for the xanys man I need a chill pill
Seven in the face but she got a big hill
Baby you ain't bad girl you just a tip drill
Ayee!

Pop A blue pill pop a red pill (Ayee)
Monkey imprint that's a X pill (That's a bean dea)
Pop A rubber band she gon pop it for a pimp (POP POP POP)
Pop up on a nigga talking all that beef shit (Ooh ooh ooh)
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Pop A blue pill pop a red pill (Ayee)
Monkey imprint that's a X pill (That's a bean dea)
Pop A rubber band she gon pop it for a pimp (POP POP POP)
Pop up on a nigga talking all that beef shit (Ooh ooh ooh)

We just like to have fun
Niggas love beef so we like to have guns
She just like to have fun
And we having all the drugs she be like (Gimme some)
Who am I to tell her no
I'm like you good boo here you go
If she don't f*ck she gotta go
And I ain't paying for no Uber home
I know I ain't shit at all blame it on the alcohol
But I don't really drink it gotta blame it on the perkys
Or blame it on the molly got me turned up and I'm lurkin
For certain
You can't ride my wave bitch I'm surfing
You perkin or you workin
Gon pop it for pimp
Couple dollars to spend
We gon vibe in this bitch
Stand on couches and shit
Blow a ounce in this bitch
And we still with the shits
Man these pills in my body got me Jukin and I cannot sit still
Looking for the xanys man I need a chill pill
Seven in the face but she got a big hill
Baby you ain't bad girl you just a tip drill
Ayee!

Pop A blue pill pop a red pill (Ayee)
Monkey imprint that's a X pill (That's a bean dea)
Pop A rubber band she gon pop it for a pimp (POP POP POP)
Pop up on a nigga talking all that beef shit (Ooh ooh ooh)
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Writer: Johnie Morgan, Marcus Wright
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