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Daily Mail learned about Johnson’s plans to cut 90 thousand officials

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The UK should cut the number of public officials by 90,000 due to “bloated” government officials. departments, the savings will be used to help the British in a crisis, the head of the government of the kingdom, Boris Johnson, said at an off-site cabinet meeting in Stoke-on-Trent, the Daily Mail writes, citing sources.

The interlocutors of the newspaper noted that the heads of ministries will first focus on reducing the number of civil servants by freezing the recruitment of new employees.

“We must cut government spending in order to reduce the cost of living. Every pound the government takes from taxpayers — it's money they can spend on their own priorities, on their own lives,” — Johnson said in an interview with the publication.

Now in the UK there are 475 thousand officials, the newspaper writes, their average salary— £28.1 thousand. The measure will affect almost one-fifth of their total number. According to the newspaper, by reducing the staff of officials, the UK will be able to save £ 3.5 billion (more than $ 4.36 billion).

Daily Mail writes that Johnson gave ministers a month to develop appropriate plans.

According to official UK statistics, the kingdom will lose about £6.2 billion from sanctions against Russia by 2030, it will lose more than $1.1 billion due to the suspension of sales of Aston Martin cars, Bentley and other goods. In addition, exporters of equipment for oil refining will lose $8.6 million, and the computer industry— about $5.2 million

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Johnson in mid-March warned Western countries of the onset of “difficult times”; due to “weaning” from Russian energy exports— oil and gas. “I have no doubt that difficult times lie ahead of us,” — he said. Then he assured that the government would be able to reduce the “exorbitant bills” that are forced to pay for production and households throughout the kingdom. These measures will allow “to put an end to bullying by the Kremlin,” the British prime minister believes. He assured that the UK would refuse to supply Russian oil before the end of the year.

Since the end of February, the UK has repeatedly provided significant financial and military support to Ukraine. So, in early May, Johnson announced the transfer of another $375 million (£300 million) military aid package to Kyiv. According to the prime minister, it will include night vision devices, heavy drones, an anti-battery radar system and electronic warfare equipment.

A few days later, the British Treasury announced the allocation of additional assistance to Kyiv in the amount of $1.6 billion (&pound ;1.3 billion). “The UK is at the forefront of providing economic, humanitarian and military support to Ukraine, and we are working tirelessly to end this conflict,” Minister Rishi Sunak explained.

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Dutch Nightclub Enforces Social “Dis-Dancing” of Attendees from Seats [WATCH]

Nightclubs are making a comeback — and with social distancing rules put in place “dis-dancing” is now a thing.

Over the weekend, dance music fans went out to Doornroosje in Nijmegen, Netherlands to rave for the first time since the coronavirus (COVID-19) lockdown. The video below via Reuters, reposted by Daily Mail, shows exactly what it was like at the socially distanced show.

The event featuring DJ Davy Brandts maxed out at 30 guests and was also streamed online. Originally, promoter Jonatan Brand wanted to allow dancing with guests spaced out 1.5 meters (5 feet) apart. However, local authorities required attendees to sit in chairs.

“It’s still very cool,” Brand said. “People are still dancing, although they are on the chair, they’re fist-pumping, they’re moving their bodies, so — it’s great.”

It’s a little weird to see revelers dancing in their seats — but, at this point, we’ll take what we can get.

Watch here!

Nightclub reopens with social distancing rules

Clubbing is coming back, now with social distancing rules! Via Reuters

Posted by Daily Mail on Sunday, June 7, 2020

 

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Priscilla Presley Says She Has Not Quit the Church of Scientology

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Priscilla has not left the (Scientology) building!

Despite reports to the contrary, Priscilla Presley has not left the Church of Scientology, her rep confirms to E! News.

Over the weekend, the Daily Mail reported that the 72-year-old, who is believed to have been a member of since the death of her ex-husband Elvis Presley, told friends she had quit the controversial religion. 

According to the site, a source said that she quit in 2014 and that originally, “Priscilla reached out to John Travolta after Elvis died in 1977 and that’s how she ended up in the church.” The source added, “She has been in it ever since and she raised her daughter Lisa Marie in it.”

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But it appears as if the tried and true member has not gone anywhere.

Scientology was founded by science fiction writer L. Ron Hubbard in 1955 and boasts several luminaries and celebs as members. However, in recent times, former celebrity members, like Leah Remini and director Paul Haggis, have gone public denouncing Scientology and its controversial practices.

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According to the website What Is Scientology, which is owned and operated by Church of Scientology International, Priscilla has said in the past, “L Ron Hubbard researched man and has carefully and precisely mapped a route out of the madness, misery and unwanted conditions one can encounter in life. When applied exactly, the technology produces incredible results. Those results are very definite and eternal.”

The statement continued, “Were it not for Scientology, I would either be completely insane or dead by now. I am forever grateful for the technology of Scientology and to Mr. Hubbard who dedicated his life to helping man and this planet, as well as to the people who have dedicated their lives to helping others through Scientology.”

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Tyga – 100’s (Bitch I’m The Shit 2 Album)

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Runnin’ up the set, throwin’ up the set, bitches on set
Yeah, got bitches in the hallway
Dope in the stash, dope in the stash, horse in the back
Yeah, that Ferrari just foreplay
Nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag
Yeah, everybody know me, bitch
Runnin’ up a check, runnin’ up a check
Pateks with the tech if a nigga play me, bitch
Nigga, go that way, nigga, go that way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrrt)
Don’t be actin’ shit about the fam
Don’t be readin’ shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, lookin’ through my email
Watch this shit sell like Adele, yeah

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 2: A.E.]
Uh, bought that whip off the show room (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do and that makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo, it’s all be solo and nobu
Uh, drunk off the sake and the soju juice, yeah, drop out, pull up in a old school, ooh
Drop out but I’m pullin’ drops out, got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true, you thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And gettin’ bread somethin’ that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both of you

[Verse 3: Tyga]
You don’t know what we have to go through
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you
Ch-ch-chop it up like Pro Tools
White diamonds drippin’ like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby, that’s a good move

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

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Tyga – 100s (feat. Chief Keef & A.E.)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 2: A.E.]
Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and nobu
Drunk off the sake and the [??] juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both you

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-[??]
White diamonds dripping like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that’s a good move

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

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Tyga – 100’s lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 2: A.E.]
Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and nobu
Drunk off the sake and the [??] juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both you

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-[??]
White diamonds dripping like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that’s a good move

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

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TYGA – 100’s lyrics

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and noble
Drunk off the [??] and the [??] juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both you

Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-[??]
White diamonds dripping like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that’s a good move

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

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100s – Chief Keef featuring Tyga lyrics

Lyrics Tyga – 100s

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, 100s
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhf*ckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it.

Running up the set, throwing up the set, b*tches on set (Yeah)
Got b*tches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me b*tch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me b*tch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
b*tches come this way, b*tches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele.

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, 100s
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids versuri-lyrics.info
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhf*ckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it.

Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and noble
Drunk off the sake and the .. juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both you.

Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-..
White diamonds dripping like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that’s a good move.

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, 100s
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhf*ckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck, jumping on my d*ck
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhf*ckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch ittt.
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