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money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

With my knees in the saddle
money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

With my knees in the saddle
money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

With my knees in the saddle
and diplomats
She the scratch on my back
Her c.r.e.a.m. I lust, now I got her I don't know how to act
When she not around, I'm heated, bout' to lay somethin'
And then they wonder well what the hell I ain't working fo'
All of this attention on tis' boy 'bout some back child support
When they killing each other by
love him)
(Even though they girlfriend wanna fuck him, I guess)
Gotta be my swag

[T.I.]
Gettin' money in Frisco, wearin' my raincoat
See I'm
devils
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin'
Now I'm not talking 'bout excessive greed. 
The kind that puzzled the scribes and Pharisees.
I don't worship it like a golden calf,
But change in
all my dough
And then they wonder well what the hell I ain't working fo'
All of this attention on tis' boy 'bout some back child support
When they
devils
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
Niggas talkin'
ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't bout money, money)
You ain't sayin' nuthin'

(If it ain't bout money, money)
You ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't
[Chorus: x2]
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my niggaz know
Blowin dro, twenty-fo'
That's how all my niggaz roll

[T.I.]
In
Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's
Let's go spin these right quick, what's that?

All my fly bitches like
(Dirty money, dirty money)
All my
(Only real niggas stay on top)
Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life
(Outlawz)

I want money in large amounts
My garage full of cars that bounce
Moving
the scratch on my back
Her c.r.e.a.m. I lust, now I got her I don't know how to act
When she not around, I'm heated, bout' to lay somethin' flat
Know how
devils
Good weed and me time, goodbye to Nissan
'Cause one day this rappin' gon' pay

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
N****s talkin'
Yeah, yeah
Talkin' 'bout me lately like some hoes

Fuck nigga
10 bricks on my doorstep, bitch
Freddie Kane, Freddie Corleone
Tony Montana, dope-man
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my b****, it's time to dick her

I ain't in
in the garage
Come here, let me talk to you, show you what my grill 'bout
Ice like Paul Wall but I can't take mine out

Let's play the game 'Big
mornin 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch it's time to dick her
I ain't in love with
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, it's time to dick her

I ain't in
popping pills bumping EDM
I just been moving the bank, then put a bill in the vault
Had to withdrew 'bout a bag, money been all in my thoughts
Tell
'Cause i'm so turned on by your presence girl that

All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
'Cause I'm so turned on by your presence girl that

All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
'Cause i’m so turned on by your presence girl that

All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step