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Mr Bigg - Maybach madness ft Romi Lyrics



Mr Bigg - Maybach madness ft Romi Lyrics
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Men I invest in my hustle than I invest in these hoes
I'm on the road I got goals gotta get boogie can't be cold
Eyes in the gold can't be fold yesterday price not today's price
But I'ma get my money right another day another dollar
Turn my setback into comeback for the money launder
Gucci tiger in my collar if he snake me ama murder
This boy little I'm like father got a nigga really bother
Still I call him little brother load the chopper let's go scatter
Shit I make it look easy maybach truck is 250
Yeah my bet is two bb's and my glass the new Celine
Since u got some new money bitches lick me lick lick lick
They only call you when you win I want some M's and no new friends
Wake up in the morning trapping niggas better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping yeah I call it maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping nigga better stop that capping
The street am really repping we get the money stepping
Wake up in the morning trapping nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping yeah I call it maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping nigga better stop that capping
The street I'm really repping we getting money stepping
My nigga just get it by enemies I'm watching your friends and your enemies
Sick of these niggas might pop me a remedy Straight to your head like you Kennedy
F*ck with the gang I'ma give you that energy Put my family over anything
You know the truth not the truth when I say You free up on the hills like it's Beverly
Hustling grind man it's all it take Never stop it cause I'm on the paper chase
Now I know everything fall in place Any day we can make it a holiday
Rocking designer the pot away Never sleep on the shit I'ma stay awake
I just put the ice in on the cake Ask me if I'm good yeah I'm feeling great
Yeah I'm feeling great
Ain't no time everything on go Stay outside but you ain't on roll
Still round round but same old hoes Fake ass niggas but you ain't on low
Pop one I can't feel the pain no more Jump in the coupe and I'm swerving from lane to lane
But I ain't never changed I'm broke Just had to put the game on hold
Wake up in the morning trapping, trapping Nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping, popping Yeah I call it Maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping Nigga better stop that capping
The streets I'm really repping We getting money stepping
Wake up in the morning trapping, trapping Nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping, popping Yeah I call it Maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping Nigga better stop that capping
The streets I'm really repping We getting money stepping
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Men I invest in my hustle than I invest in these hoes
I'm on the road I got goals gotta get boogie can't be cold
Eyes in the gold can't be fold yesterday price not today's price
But I'ma get my money right another day another dollar
Turn my setback into comeback for the money launder
Gucci tiger in my collar if he snake me ama murder
This boy little I'm like father got a nigga really bother
Still I call him little brother load the chopper let's go scatter
Shit I make it look easy maybach truck is 250
Yeah my bet is two bb's and my glass the new Celine
Since u got some new money bitches lick me lick lick lick
They only call you when you win I want some M's and no new friends
Wake up in the morning trapping niggas better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping yeah I call it maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping nigga better stop that capping
The street am really repping we get the money stepping
Wake up in the morning trapping nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping yeah I call it maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping nigga better stop that capping
The street I'm really repping we getting money stepping
My nigga just get it by enemies I'm watching your friends and your enemies
Sick of these niggas might pop me a remedy Straight to your head like you Kennedy
F*ck with the gang I'ma give you that energy Put my family over anything
You know the truth not the truth when I say You free up on the hills like it's Beverly
Hustling grind man it's all it take Never stop it cause I'm on the paper chase
Now I know everything fall in place Any day we can make it a holiday
Rocking designer the pot away Never sleep on the shit I'ma stay awake
I just put the ice in on the cake Ask me if I'm good yeah I'm feeling great
Yeah I'm feeling great
Ain't no time everything on go Stay outside but you ain't on roll
Still round round but same old hoes Fake ass niggas but you ain't on low
Pop one I can't feel the pain no more Jump in the coupe and I'm swerving from lane to lane
But I ain't never changed I'm broke Just had to put the game on hold
Wake up in the morning trapping, trapping Nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping, popping Yeah I call it Maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping Nigga better stop that capping
The streets I'm really repping We getting money stepping
Wake up in the morning trapping, trapping Nigga better know what's happening
Maybach jumping popping, popping Yeah I call it Maybach madness
Pull up on the red light ain't no stopping Nigga better stop that capping
The streets I'm really repping We getting money stepping
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Writer: Precious Igbudu
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Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Precious Igbudu

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