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you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths

2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
keep it money over bitches
 
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence
Well nigga roll me a mic 
and let me smoke it til' I'm high 
if you ever seen me rock 
then you know that I- 
live and die for 
the things I do
keep me choosin my money over all my b****es

[Chorus: x2]

That's right n****
Money over motherf***in b****es
M.O.B. on 'em n****
Keep your
money (money)
   Money that looks funny but never no fake money
   Make money, money, but please don't waste money
   We don't love money but we don't
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
was a streak of light
Ghost, you didn't catch me if you wanted to
I'm broke, it's time to catch some wreck, where's my crew?
Hit up the mall, then
takes money

[Sadat X]
To see me rock a live show
It takes money

[Sadat X]
To get that last bag of smoke
'Cause they kindly take from it when
without warning the very next morning

Once we step thru the door, party over, that's the endin
You and your crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men
Bump me
surrounded by pot like a geranium
A capital 2 burns in my mind, give me some (peace)
I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know
Where the wild
cranium surrounded by pot like a geranium
A capital 2 burns in my mind, give me some (peace)
I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
          Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
          Bitches know
of weed
Landin' on land that's overseas
In them S.U.V.'s and we polly for more g's
Who that sphinx in a mint jump suit, don't make me fling you
My two
Back in the day, these niggaz rolled up on me with
the trunk filled with Bomber Brooklyns, sheeps and quartervilles
Aiyyo take that shit, aiyyo Money
coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'
Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh
Al Pacino down to Nino Brown
Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed
Your live shows are boring you're just not pleasin' 'em
Stop teasin' 'em you can't rock Palladium
We bring New York back like that West side stadium
seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club, 
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew, 
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
disgusted, and couldn't be trusted
He tried to battle me and found self-destruction

Two Live Crew 
Two Li - two Li - two Li - two Live Crew
Bus-bust
matter to me, I got it all locked down baby

It's not a game it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the saw
Bring
I am a music lover and some how I get paid
This song would still exist if no money was made
That's the difference I summed it up in a sentence, see
sleepin' late, no money damn, I'm late for school, SHIT!!

("Todd, get upstairs and take out that garbage")
And its the funkadelic relic
Yeah, (bring in
mami
Mic check one two
Drunk in the club
Off the chain
But who gives as fuck?
That's why I came
So pour it up
And get down
Ya'll have no choice
But
If people out there are not hip 2 the fact
If you see some one gettin' money 4 crack he's
The

Dope man dope man
Hey man give me a hit
Dope man
I am a music lover and some how I get paid
This song would still exist if no money was made
That's the difference I summed it up in a sentence, see
money, money, money, my b**** is my money
Ohhh money you my honey
Money is my b****
Ohhh money, money, money,
Yeah yeah that b**** treat me like