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fuckin with them stank hoes for?

[JT Money]
Check this out, I was loungin, coolin by the Brougham
A bitch comes up talkin bout, take her home
Yo,
want you to do this one for all 
the boys 'round the way, you know what I'm sayin'? Same shit 'bout 
all those stank bitches.

Verse 1: JT Money
Hey
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
JT: Hold up, hold up, let me straighten all this shit right here!

Verse 2: JT Money
Constantly naggin' 'bout the things I don't do
But while I'm
oh, 
all y'all fuck-niggas gon' have to bring it!

Chorus

Verse 3:  JT Money
Back in yo' ass, it's the Clan
Spreadin' like a virus, backed by
agree
That the only person rich as me is JT
And none of my old friends are forgotten
Now that Debonaire's spoiled rotten

Verse 3:  JT Money
Mr. Jackpot,
the city, you live and let die..>
{Livin' in the ci-ty}  
{Livin' in the ci-ty}  me quick!>

Verse 2:  JT Money
Wake up
I'm spittin but me
Nina be	

[Chorus: JT]
We 'bout to blow this bitch
Niggaz work hard in the game so they notice this, what
We 'bout to blow this
Lemme hear ya say, aw yeah!

Verse 1:  JT Money
JT, wreckin' shit like a drunk driver
The Bitch-izer's richer and wiser
Niggas camouflage to be large like
these niggas 
'bout some of that Rufftown Behavior! 

[JT Money] 
Time to rip, money-grip, a nigga tired of waitin' 
Pass the mic like Marino, I'll
The money that the other fellas sayin' I'll be gettin'
The moral to the story is, a brother like JT
Runs game greatly, so don't try to play me
Thinkin' I'm
Let it go
Let it go
If the ho want to ho nigga let it go(4x)

[JT Money Talkin]
That's what I'm talkin bout
Niggaz need to let it go, ya know
Yo JT tell her to give me a 7 UP man
Hey, hey that bitch tripping man, hey bring us some drinks hoe
Man that show was liver than a motherfucker
your feelings
And I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you 'bout your business
Don't ask me about mine

Well it's true I love the money
Intro: JT Money
Yeahhhh, wussup! It's that nigga! Uh! Nine-Three! 
Catchin' wreck once again on them hoes!
Sendin' this one to all the negroes!
Jack jack, yeah
Put em up, put em up
Yo yo, JT Money!
Throw em up, throw em up
JT Money

[Chorus]
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Jack jack, yeah
Put em up, put em up
Yo yo, JT Money!
Throw em up, throw em up
JT Money

[Chorus]
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Jack jack, yeah
Put em up, put em up
Yo yo, JT Money!
Throw em up, throw em up
JT Money

[Chorus]
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ai, ya ya ya ya ya ya
Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues
Then these hoes goin crazy, bout J baby!
The way you show me your love, is by the way you pay me
groupies playing like Snoopy
All I want is the oochie coochie
Tryin to get them before they get me
Plottin on the one with all the money
A Honda Accord
slimy
I've been tellin' y'all 'bout yo' ass since '90
But y'all hoes still buggin'
A lot of bitches fuckin' around on they husbands
Ask me, I know
a record plan 
That Jt Money; Vega;
That whole Miami route

I knew that I haven't changed (oh yea)
And I wanted them to believe 
That I was gonna make
good, we ballin' in the hood
Money good, we ballin' in the hood

I be pimpin' hard and I got them ****
You ain't gotta ask me, you already know
My
to get my weight up (X2)
Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up
Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up
How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?
better call me when you think you gettin' horny
I don't give a damn 'bout who you with
Just as long as you ain't givin' up my s***

[JT Money]
You