Correction Lyrics 30 in a 40 by Don Q

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(Mano)
(OG Parker)

Rags to the riches that [?] if you got it girl
I can get you bags any minute and they might be mad if I hit it, You'll be looking all exotic girl, used to skip cla** for the vicious
Knew that I was nasty already
You be taking forever girl you need to get dressed up already and I'ma go as fast as you let me, like I'm taking the adderall, girl I'ma focus on, on that pu**y
You my girl, you my homie, I'ma tell you right now I ain't got no time for the phonies, 30 thou in your Rollie, rather get caught with it than without it, I keep it on me
Don't you tell on your homies, if you tell on anybody, don't act like you know me
Yous a rat you the police, all the b*t*hes I ever wanted only ask me for money
Don't act like you know me, temporary b*t*hes only there for the motherf**kin money (yeah)
Young rich n***a bout my motherf**kin money (yeah, yeah)

Got some n***as out west and you know they some demons (yeah)
If I hit it then you know, that's my secret (yeah)
Shorty acting like a joke of that b*t*h, she tweaking (yeah)
She cryin' like a super soaker for the kid, she leaking (yeah)
Only time you see me, it's through a camera
I got some money, got b*t*hes and they bananas
I could buy you anything just call me Santa
We can count on the money cause you're the [?]
You were sleeping on me, that's why I came up
I came with the gang, you know that we turning up
I'm with A Boogie and we pulling up in Bentley trucks
Choppa knock'em down, how you like that sound
Have you ever seen a 40 with a 30 round (round)

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