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VAYDER. - M.R.E.A.M Lyrics



VAYDER. - M.R.E.A.M Lyrics
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I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
On some cool shit
Gold tooth shit
Top off, bass boomin
I'm ruthless in this two seater
Bout 30 shots in a dirty forty
Put a price on love and I couldn't afford it
Too many demons, shit getting annoying
I'm just trying to keep it real dawg
That make it hard for me to feel, yall
I got niggas in the field dawg
Kicking shit like kick off
Don't take much to get pissed off
I'll still send a blitz, f*ck a audible
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money rules everything round me
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Bitch, give me the cash
Bitch, give me loot
She want Prada bags and Jimmy Choo
I want hellcats and demons
Like I don't live with them, I mean
I smoke back to back with the seats back
Playing old Mike Jack CDs
That's P.I.M.P in my blood
No H.O.E in me, on my hood
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
On some smooth shit, pimp juice shit
Pinky ring, toothpick shit
Got a business call on a Motorola
Put a 4 in there, I want dirt soda
Long live my dawgs with a early slumber
Know the opps gone get a cold summer
That make it hard for me to feel, yall
Cause lately I don't even feel none
I ain't cried in a long time
Mama say I got my daddy's pride
Daddy say I got my mama's eyes
Shawty say there's no you and I
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Take a risk and prosper for the pesos
All these niggas rats without no queso
I get high but you know I stay low key
It's just hi and bye, why they act like they know me
Money rules everything round me
Money, money, money
Money rules everything round me
All the hoes know it
Money rules everything round me
This shit purple smoking
Money rules everything round me
This your homie smoking
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules
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I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
On some cool shit
Gold tooth shit
Top off, bass boomin
I'm ruthless in this two seater
Bout 30 shots in a dirty forty
Put a price on love and I couldn't afford it
Too many demons, shit getting annoying
I'm just trying to keep it real dawg
That make it hard for me to feel, yall
I got niggas in the field dawg
Kicking shit like kick off
Don't take much to get pissed off
I'll still send a blitz, f*ck a audible
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money rules everything round me
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Bitch, give me the cash
Bitch, give me loot
She want Prada bags and Jimmy Choo
I want hellcats and demons
Like I don't live with them, I mean
I smoke back to back with the seats back
Playing old Mike Jack CDs
That's P.I.M.P in my blood
No H.O.E in me, on my hood
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
On some smooth shit, pimp juice shit
Pinky ring, toothpick shit
Got a business call on a Motorola
Put a 4 in there, I want dirt soda
Long live my dawgs with a early slumber
Know the opps gone get a cold summer
That make it hard for me to feel, yall
Cause lately I don't even feel none
I ain't cried in a long time
Mama say I got my daddy's pride
Daddy say I got my mama's eyes
Shawty say there's no you and I
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Money run everything, everything, everything, everything
Money run everything, everything, everything, mhmm
Take a risk and prosper for the pesos
All these niggas rats without no queso
I get high but you know I stay low key
It's just hi and bye, why they act like they know me
Money rules everything round me
Money, money, money
Money rules everything round me
All the hoes know it
Money rules everything round me
This shit purple smoking
Money rules everything round me
This your homie smoking
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
I'm a keep it player, I'm a, I'm a keep it player
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules everything, everything, everything, everything
Money rules
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Writer: Keith Jones
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Length: 4:14
Written by: Keith Jones

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