Guap (feat. Jo D. Jonz)

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Make that money

Make that bread

Make them nigaz lose their head

Watch them feds

Make that cheddar

Make shit better

Make shit new

Be a trendsetter

Make that cash

Make that dash

Run for the border

New World Order

Protect your daughter

Set shit real

Fourth down fourth quarter

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Make that

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Make that mula

Make that yen

Make that peso

Make that a friend

Make that guap

Meet them ends

Make that kirshe

Lord have mercy

Man has cursed me to make that guap

Make shit good

Make it pop

Make it hood

Make it rock

My enemy’s say make it stop

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Make that

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I’m a Vanderbilt and Carnegie and Rock a fella

I’m open up a bank and hire some tellers

I’m a chase like J P

Fuck you pay me

And as of lately

Think like Henry Ford

And on that accord

Head of my industry

Chairman of the board

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