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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
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
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
right through you
Get money with the same crew
I fuck the same hoes like you
Switch 'em out once a week, I'm cool
That's mid, I'm cool
Midnight crew
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
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
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
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
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money

When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
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
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
it  

Chorus: repeat 2X 

Hustlin is the key to success 

Money is the key to sex 

The life is gettin cash  drinkin Mo'  gettin blessed
to attack from every wack crew

[Slug]
And the fateful day came could it be
That two had been beat
Do they face defeat
Overcooked time to climb out
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 -
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
wanted to live this life
I always wanted to wear that ice
I always wanted paradise
I always wanted paradise

Look, now it don't take a lot to make you rich