Money Beatz - All Des Doe lyrics

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Money Beatz - All Des Doe lyrics

[Intro: Ballout] I be getting money count so much damn money Countin' up a hunna fifty thousand last Sunday Then I went to the strip club that Monday Made it rain all night all I do is hunnits I be getting money count so much damn money Glo Gang Robbing Forgiato I don't want them Glo Gang [Hook: Chief Keef] I be getting dough, f**ing all these hoes Then I can't tell my number boy why you don't call me doe I say b**h I'm in my glory, stunting all these hoes Then can I get some head while I leaning over 4 See n***as they be mad but they hoes glad they saw me tho And we don't do no pad I pa** you in Raris doe See b**hes they be gloin' cause I got all these doe I pull up in a foreign cause my gang Forgiato [Verse 1: Ballout] I be getting money count so much damn money Counting up a hunna fifty thousand last sunday Then I went to the strip club that Monday Made it rain all night all I do is hunnits They like Ballout you getting too much damn money Never too much chugga too much damn money Pull up on 40s hear then hoes going bunkz I don't trust these hoes, I don't f** with no condom I don't trust these hoes, I just f** em then I dump em Leaning of this act got people talking about my stomach Fresh as hell n***a hood b**h straight vomit Still in the hood riding Forgiatos b**h stunting [Hook: Chief Keef] I be getting dough, f**ing all these hoes Then I can't tell my number boy why you don't call me doe I say b**h I'm in my glory, stunting all these hoes Then can I get some head while I leaning over 4 See n***as they be mad but they hoes glad they saw me tho And we don't do no pad I pa** you in Raris doe See b**hes they be gloin' cause I got all these doe I pull up in a foreign cause my gang Forgiato [Verse 2: Capo] I pull up in the foreign beamer gang Forgiato I get so much doe I get it of for yoy a slow Eh you can't get no money you darking, I think the glo Eh yea we co*ky arrogant reggie man let them hammers spit All these b**hes going don't won't no ain't got none to pick Two cell phones and fan 3 promise you still won't call a b**h All these n***as rapping for outta scratch check man that's some sh** When I'm at the top we the Glo Gang let us take on yo b**h And we ride with Tec's, Mac's, and 30s FN's all type of sh** Ya we co*ky arrogant, reggie man let them hammers spit [Hook: Chief Keef] I be getting doe, f**ing all these hoes Then I can't tell my number boy why you don't call me doe I say b**h I'm in my glory, stunting all these hoes Then can I get some head while I leaning over 4 See n***as they be mad but they hoes glad they saw me tho And we don't do no pad I pa** you in Raris doe See b**hes they be gloin cause I got all these doe I pull up in a foreign cause my gang Forgiato