Rush hour – Moneybagg Yo lyrics

Lyrics Rush hour – Moneybagg Yo

Rush hour lyrics
Give me the circle yellow junt
The Chinese, Jackie Chan
She wanna speed up
Get her the orange and white junts

Pop a addy, that’s a rush hour (rush hour)
Chinese girl named Su Young (Su Young)
I just gave her a nut shower (where at?)
Turn the Yukon to a futon
In the trenches ‘fore the show start (where?)
Face card good, no coupon (trenches)
These niggas feminine, crying and bleeding
I need to start selling tampons (p***y)
Shows after shows, money I gross
Can’t help but ball, I was just broke
Ain’t watch no cable, I was outdoors
Chains Lucky Charms, big pot of gold
She catch an attitude ’cause I ain’t f*****g her
She knew I’m in her city, but I’m ducking her
I had to bust a move in a scuffle, uh
I keep a tool, never been a scuffler
I make these rap dudes get they hustle up (hustle up)
This a one of one, this a thumbs up
I left some dope money in a Sun Trust
Kush musty, arms up
I got on water, I’m a lil’ wavy
Drippin’ like gravy, you so fugazi
Smoking Gelato, hitting like AB
Somebody taze me, feeling lil’ lazy
She keep a n***a on standby (waiting)
But she treat me like priority (urgent)
She just pulled up with a gang full of h**s
It’s looking like a sorority
Whenever I don’t get the jet
I’m Delta, sky priority (nobody past him)
I throw me a set, got the mansion
Looking just like a orgy (niggas and bitches)
We taking phones, just in case
These h**s try to record me (hol’ up, you tweaking)
How you gon’ start something?
When you see me, you gon’ try to avoid me
(You must was geeking)
I just might take a Perc’ and then go turbo
Turn into Boston George by my peso
I’m really in the field like a scarecrow
Put up the old 100’s, them the retros
Working these pounds, I got me some abs
I feel like I’m Dexter, stay in the lab (lab)
She cut you off, so she up for grabs
I gave her a tab and fucked to my raps

Hitters on go, wanna make you a ghost
Might get mad at me if I tell ’em no
Shop at Melrose, I’m on the West Coast
B***h say I look better when she got up close
All type of s**t come with this life
You don’t know the half (you know don’t the half)
I’ma keep f*****g this money machine
Let’s do the math (I’ma stay focused, though)
Why would I keep it 100 with niggas?
I only get half (I only get 50)
I’m so equipped, Cartiers on
Cleared my path (I can see a lil’ better)
I get legit cash at a fast route
(But I just made a serve using Cash App)
I just might sip syrup, then lash out
(You know the whip mine ’cause the tags out) (hey!)
Rocking side to side on a Xan now
(Damn, let’s see how it pan out)
Jones have money in a stash house
(Whoa, they can’t see the man now)
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Rush hour - Moneybagg Yo
Rush hour - Moneybagg Yo