It's Time
Bo$$man Bo$$man
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BO$$MAN YA DIG (ANOTHER ONE) MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY SHIT MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY DRIPPIN DRIPPIN DRIPPIN IN THIS DRIPPIN IN THIS MONEY SAUCE UP WE DRIPPIN UP WE DRIPPIN IN THIS TIME TO MAKE THIS WAT ITS TIME TO MAKE THIS HUH ITS TIME TO MAKE THIS MONEY It’s time, to make this money I’m gonna be round here cuffing Cuffing, nothing but the duffels Out here, be round here suffering I had, make outa nothing Came from the dirt, I ain’t asked for nothing Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming It’s time to make this money , I’m Out here chasing hundreds huh I ain’t going back been a bomb Never broke won’t leave me alone Roll up I needed, One Loyalty I’ll show I’m the, One Haters wanted see me fall They don’t even know done crawl Hungry, yea I want it all Waited now it’s time to ball Wet wet now my diamonds Fashion Gd these designers Oh lord these bags coming You kno I rock the finest Hold my ground standing an these Nike’s Just do it you kno how I’m rockin Got that rocket and my pocket Sending shots like John gotti Getting money got to drop bodies Now it’s push start and wide body And I like the she move it Dam she twerk in it for me And she kno a nigga get to it While I’m counting up that money And she bounces her booty And she got me caught into it Hold up Baby let’s do it Shhh chop chop in screw it Smoke one an back an get to it Ya Smoke one an back an get to it It’s time, to make this money I’m gonna be round here cuffing Cuffing, nothing but the duffels Out here, be round here suffering I had , make outa nothing Came from the dirt, I ain’t asked for nothing Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming I’m gonna be around cuffing Cuffing nothing but these duffels I Ain’t gonna be Round here suffering I’m all bout these dights Talking come come come up And 12 months we n December So cold hearted I’m cold stepper And these niggas got drop in the winter Been been getting cash I’ll kill for that bag Diamonds on me dancing now Vvs make you lose your mind Schizophrenic I got two side F*ck me over you gon lose yo life Niggas talk about it I’ll show u right Backin now I’m waiting tonight Quarterback an I’m throwing it right Touch down easports Put me on the billboard I’m wanted like Murda ain’t it Running this cash up Getting my bag up I kno u like the swagger Drippin drip it wet wet These diamonds on my neck To you it cost a couple of checks Don’t run up this rocket will open up yo chest No amateur who Next’s Better put up a check Several racks none less Gang gang gang gang gang gang It’s time, to make this money I’m gonna be round here cuffing Cuffing, nothing but the duffels Out here, be round here suffering I had, make outa nothing Came from the dirt, I ain’t asked for nothing Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming Hold my ground, Niggas knew I was coming
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