Letra de Smells Like Money - Yung Gravy

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Ayy, Yen, rupies, Franks, Pesos

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I count my loot, baby-baby, smell like money

Smooth, Gravy-Gravy (Bitch), smell like money

Woo, piped your lady (Woah), yeah, smelled kinda funny

Baby-baby, smells like money

I open my wallet like

Like, goddamn! (Goddamn)

What the fuck? He got bands (Bands!)

I'm going, stupid

But you already knew it

Draft the ass, I recruit it

First round 'cause I'm bougie

I've been cruisin', booty cheeks I'm bruisin'

Gravy, you so soothin'

Ridin' round town with a bitch named Susan

Bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Money, money

Damn, money, ooo!

I count my loot, baby-baby, smell like money

Smooth, Gravy-Gravy (Bitch), smell like money

Woo, piped your lady (Woah), yeah, smelled kinda funny

Baby-baby, smells like money

Get mine, get mine, get mine

Get yours, bitch, imma get mine

Hit dimes, hit dime- hit dimes

Piped that bitch for the fifth time

Get up, get up, get up

I wake up, count my chips up

Get up, get up, get up

If you fuck with me end up tits up

Making, movement!

Had to go paint my coupe mint

Raspberry whip with the blue tint

50k, just my accoutrements

Copped a crib for amusement (Woah)

With your bitch reproducing (Molly)

I can't fuck with pollution

Italy hoe, she boppity boopin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I count my loot, baby-baby, smell like money

Smooth, Gravy-Gravy (Bitch), smell like money

Woo, piped your lady (Woah), yeah, smelled kinda funny

Baby-baby, smells like money

Smell like money

Smell like money

Woah

Yeah, smell like money

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