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of guns, more money up in that shit
Taz Arnold TI$A, Jeremy Scott Adidas
Maison Martin Margiella, three strap sneakers
Riding with a feature, student
call it love

(Oh Pete Drake)

Bo came by to see us he's a friend of days gone by
Danny played some guitar licks that made me want to cry
Ol'
lectures
If you're tryna meet with money
I'd be happy to connect ya
Life is, better than its ever been
Scheduling million dollar meetings with
treated proper,
But you showed up regardless of late choices it's clear,
You really came to kick it it with Drake, and Amir like

[Chorus]

It's for
the rips and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my
the rips and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money grubbing
funny hugging, Chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my
Drake
Putted all together like Baby
Ice in my ear like Baby
All red whip like Baby
Your girl calling me baby
I'mma live my life like Baby

Cash Money
Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
All my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did I did a menage with 'em
And let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
a model wife
Yo bitch is as hot as ice
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice
"Drake you got em right?"
Yea I got em bun
I love myself cause I
I will have a model wife 
Yo b**** is as hot as ice 
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice 
"Drake you got em right?" 
Yea I got em
I will have a model wife 
Yo bitch is as hot as ice 
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice 
"Drake you got em right?" 
Yea I got em
a model wife
Yo bitch is as hot as ice
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice
"Drake you got em right?"
Yea I got em bun
I love myself cause I
I will have a model wife 
Yo bitch is as hot as ice 
Every time you see I look like I hit the lotto twice 
"Drake you got em right?" 
Yea I got em
rims
Presidential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with Gucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in restaurants,
motherf***er, all right
Now somebody show some money in this b****
And I got my B's with me like some honey in this b****, ya dig? (Soo woo!)
I got my gun in my
motherf***er, all right
Now somebody show some money in this b****
And I got my B's with me like some honey in this b****, ya dig? (Suwoop!)
I got my gun in my
show some money in this bitch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back,
her best friend like "Girl he got some good dick and money"
Her friend hit her back like "I know that already, that nigga's amazin'"
Then I send
I'mma do it 'cause I know I put you through it (I know I put you through it baby)
And I just want you to sit around with ya friends at a dinner table
in my old phone
I should call one and go home
I've been in this club too long
The woman that I would try
Is happy with a good guy

But I've been
and funny
The way people can play with your money

Now I tried to romance you
And I tried real hard
Everything was going good
Until they took my credit card
Not what you are,
But what you've earned
Where Jack-Queen-King
Money's concerned
A friend in need is a friend in debt
That kinda friend king
friends and you're gettin' in the car
And you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
You see the fleet of all the new things
Cop cars with
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm 'bout
ten with a satisfied mind
But money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely or a love that's grown cold