Lyrics to Fell in Love
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Double M the gang

Hook

I wake up in the mornin
Say hello to my bitches
I cannot catch no feelins but i'm steady catchin riches
They look me in my eye and say baby don't you love me
I look at em reply tell em bitch I love them money uhhh
I fell in love with the money uhh
I fell in love with the money uhh
They look me in my eye and say baby don't you love me
I look at em reply tell em bitch I love them money uhhh

Verse:

I think about the money all in my sleep
So I start chasin that when I lace up them Jordan 3's
My alphabet fucked up it's all M's and G's
And I can't forget the fact that I'm a young P
Famme Music go follow, I'm swaggin like a model
Double M till the world ends yea bitch thats still my motto
I'm in Hollister today I'll be in Levis tomorrow, don't let the swag fool you
Leave you headless Sleepy Hollow got them big guns like an army do
Not braggin in warnin you, my bros got them birds like a farmer do I'm on pharmaceut-ical double cup, bout to flip that double up, miss doublemint got a bubble butt I fuck her twice that's double guts, uh
I'm tryin to tell em that i'm somethin else I swear the sex great cuz I don't need no fuckin help
Do it for my fam with my clique and pay myself life's a bitch and imma buy that hoe a louis belt

Hook

Everyday like a relay i stay chasin that cheesecake, eatin good like i need weight
Don't worry mama imma be straight
Everytime i hop in the chevy im peelin off like a speed chase
Jealous people sayin i ain't good is you kiddin bitch i bleed great, goddamn
Strapped up like tony ain't talkin tiger, money, puffin that good its gettin higher and higher
Makin it out of nothin I'm Famme aka macguyver, shout out to all the others but I'm a southsider
Had the scale on, With the cup on it weigh the good in it got it gone, while yall sittin back on the couch bitch I grind to get what i want
Steady flippin shit like flapjacks gymnastics how I get gold
But even though I'm a hustler I'll never sell my soul
Bitch I'm dope, old money like the pope, all these fiends tell me yes, I ain't never heard a no
Swear I hold my city and my state down like a rope, hustlin over time pushin everything I got hope
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