Saudi – Hug Me The Money Lyrics

Saudi – Hug Me The Money Lyrics

Lyrics For Hug Me The Money By Saudi

[Intro]
I got me some
Broken relations
Broken relationships
I tried so hard to
So hard to
I tried so hard to fix

[Verse 1]
I told myself if I ever get back to my feet
I’ll never ever ever ever fuck with you again, nah
I’m never ever question your integrity
Or let you down when you need me
I’ve never judged you, never will
But why I gotta lie
And say you loyal when you ain’t
I mean do I got to die first
For you to show me that we fam
I kept it a hunna, about no motherfuckin games
You, you truly didn’t do the same
Switching in and out
And in and out
And in and out my fucken lane
I had to be Ray Charles and remain
Blind to the fact that you are not at all as real as you claim
I got enemies realer than niggas in my family
That shit bring me pain

[Bridge]
Broken relations
Broken relationships
I tried so hard to
So hard to
I tried so hard to fix

[Hook]
This the reason I’m so loyal to the money
This is why I fell in love with the money
Feel like Rihanna ima grow up needing money
Feel like guap I’m a make love to the money
This the reason I’m so loyal to the money
This is why I fell in love with the money
Feel like Rihanna ima grow up needing money
Feel like guap making love to the money

[Verse 2]
Baby girl I would be lying if I
Said you’re not on my mind
I wouldn’t be on honest with my
Self if I didn’t give you all my
Time
My wrist game shine
That’s a promise I done told myself long time
I’m gold
But girl
Thought you already know
That you, you run my mind more than I run from the law
Dependant on the love, girl you my motherfuckin world
Promise I would never ever ever let you go
Grinding like a bitch, on purpose
Yah because you my bitch you deserve it
Ey you play around with my bitch and miss in person
Designer shades and diamonds thats in purses
I future first bae
And buy you first bae
Yeah treat you like you my fucken forest bed

I found you broken and had to fix you
You remind me of a mirror
Introduce you to all my of niggas
I forgive em, yall all know I gotta make these millions

[Hook]
This the reason I’m so loyal to the money
This is why I fell in love with the money
Feel like Rihanna ima grow up needing money
Feel like guap I’m a make love to the money
This the reason I’m so loyal to the money
This is why I fell in love with the money
Feel like Rihanna ima grow up needing money
Feel like guap making love to the money

  1. [Verse 3]
    Psych
    Psych bitch, psych I was kidding
    Fuck I look like? Justin Bieber? Fuck I look like?
    I’ma side bitch my side bitch’s sister
    Oh they gone homocide a nigga when they find out
    Shit I don’t want a rollie, my bitch got a rollie
    Yeah I don’t want her no more, she already know it
    My ex say she got a kid she kept from me
    But that’s the same bitch that said I’ll never be rich
    Motherfuck em all, squad death over designer
    I just left the mall, R. I. P to the designer
    I can’t stunt alone, this side i know know all my partners
    You my dawg, you my dawg even when you ain’t loyal at all
    I just can’t ignore lil betrayal, na wonke amanga
    I swallow my pride for you then you said a nigga lack hunger
    I promise my self that I will never ever let Karmas
    I promise my self that if I ever get back on my feet
    I will never fall, never fumble
    In fact make this world crumble
    And I can never do the world it’s dirty as it done me
    But it’s gone be no less than sour
    Every time they mention Saudi
    Definitely gone be hella money
    Just to keep it a hunda, how the fuck you think I feel like
    Had to go and get it by my mothefuckin self
    I crashed and burned so many times
    I don’t know how I am here now
    We get spiritual
    I stumble in that booth and make a miracle
    Couldn’t even get a hand from my mans
    I mean, damn
    You should motherfuckin’ understand
    I put my life on pause to make sure ukuthi u’grand
    Bade lam what was a little bit of patient
    If I fuck with you, I fuck with you with no limitations
    But you, you had the safety belt
    Plan A, B, C, D, E, F
    You had the brand new break pads
    Lane switching, no fucks given
    We was broke pitji
    We lived our whole lives, penny pinching
    Now we living, can’t believe it
    That’s probably why you forgiven
    And ain’t nobody gone disrespect you as long as I’m living
    Motherfuck how you did me, I cannot switch on you
    I mean they gonna murder me before they shoot at you
    If that ntwana wanna flex…

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