LYRIC
Botox Lyrics by Money Man, from the album “CROPTOBER“, and Botox song lyrics are penned down by Money Man.
Botox Lyrics
You know it’s Croptober
Every bag weigh over
One day the turnover
Just like I’m Samuel [?]
Debowin’ these ni**as two steppin
You [?]
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Deep in the west where’s there’s no signal
No roamin, we growin, we clonin’, we fannin’, we stealin
I put a bullet in him because he stealin
Really expensive, this top is expensive
Come see it, come whiff it, these amazon hit
These asian hillbilliеs got me so tipsy
It stuck up on me baby, but now I can feel it
I got the mеthods, but I need the check to reveal them
My bitch got a fluffy, I bought her some purrs
My music too valuable, I can’t give out verses
Yeah
Pound after pound, resident turfs
Pick up your bitch and I take her to church
Matter fact, take your bitch to the growspot
The smell leakin’ out your nose it got the block hit
When I catch plays, you know I got the blick out
Youngins’ with me, they just wanna dole out
My car from the future, this bitch is a robot
Cross ni**as over, you know we can globetrot
Glock on my lap this shit is not in the glovebox
LA bitch servin’ me PC like botox
LA bitch with the piece came to Brazil [?]
Hot in Nevada, go spin with the fellas
China man say he got bulbuous [?]
I just want indo, don’t give me no cheap smoke
Bigger than life ni**a, I’m the Machismo
Yeah
Plug in Nevada
That pack be providin, ‘I’m trippin, I’m drivin’, but f*ck it, we ridin’
f*ck consequences, cause I’m on that timing
I need new designer, I need me some diamonds
Out in Denver, I snatched up a load in the Bronco
This bitch from Toronto, she love my bravado
This here an AP, I don’t do no Movado
My chain is a ten, and my bitch look like lotto
We f*ck in my condo, we f*ck in my penthouse
You not tryin’ [?] you gotta get out
I’m uppin’ my ticket, my za is too flavorful
Glock with the beam bitch, I pull up and laser you
I’m not a trick bitch, f*ck do you take me for
Big Money P, no I can’t wife a whore
Pound after pound, resident turfs
Pick up your bitch and I take her to church
Matter fact, take your bitch to the growspot
The smell leakin’ out your nose it got the block hit
When I catch plays, you know I got the blick out
Youngins’ with me, they just wanna dole out
My car from the future, this bitch is a robot
Cross ni**as over, you know we can globetrot
Glock on my lap this shit is not in the glovebox
LA bitch servin’ me PC like botox
LA bitch with the piece came to Brazil [?]
Hot in Nevada, go spin with the fellas
China man say he got bulbuous [?]
I just want indo, don’t give me no cheap smoke
Bigger than life ni**a, I’m the Machismo
SONG INFO:
Song: Botox
Artist: Money Man
Album: CROPTOBER (2023)
Lyrics: Money Man
