Duncan Hines ft. Rich Starz Lyrics

Twin glocks call them

Gemini

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Twin glocks call them

Gemini

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Let's cut straight to the script

To much perks in the shit

Put your bitch on to drip

Made her snotty with the lip

Ricky bobby with the whip

John gotti with the hit

Matt Hoffman with the flip

Martinez with the pitch

We flipping the switch

Get wack if pinch

Turn you Hoffa with da stick

Body left in ditch

Paid in full money mitch

Get hit for a brick

Will deebo your shit

Leave you smoky when lit

See I stay high like fire fighters

Masked up like

Michael myers

All four spinning like car tires

All on point like barbwire

We'll circle round like camp fires

And let it bang no amplifier

We'll circle round like camp fires

And let it bang no amplifier

Twin glocks call them

Gemini

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Twin glocks call them

Geminis

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Ugh

Time to get back to the breesh

I run the check up like bulk

Niggas can't see me like stevie

Money don't fit in my pocket

I been about the green like a vegan

If a rat nigga run up

I promise I'ma tupac and meet him

Came along way from the bottom

Gettting wax off like miyagi

She say she want to kick like karate

Bending niggas bitch like pilate

She gunna suck a blood nigga dick

Woulda thought she was a vampire

Stepping heavy moving like a giant

Shit it got I keep a campfire

Pull up with sticks it gets litty

The shooters with me get busy

They pop till it's empty

Clap like a around of applause

Get a standing ovation

For niggas that's moving to mix

Niggas got cap in they rap

Put a cap in his hat

Bet a hallow will move niggas fitted

Fuck what they doing

I do this shit different

Move niggas bitches like luda

Was with him

Twin glocks call them

Gemini

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Twin glocks call them

Gemini

We spin till we hypnotize

Make that cake like

Duncan hines

Get wacked if you drop a dime

Dat money money money

Money on my mind

Dat money money money

Money on my mind