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Yah, anyway, wo na na 
Weed 
High grade 
Weed 
Good fi nerves 
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Yeh 
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Hundred dollar bag 
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Tell dem all about 
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Allright 
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Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man 
(Zagga zow zow zow)
Bumba! Star! Yo yo!
America, Caribbean, 
A matter a fact the world, 
Were comin' at you
Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man (Zagga zow zow zow)
Bummbaaaaa!!! Star!!! Yo yo!!!
America, Caribbean, a matter a fact the world, were comin' at you
comprehend 
We making crazy money so stop watching what we spend 
We multiply by ten 
Selassie fly the gate 
I trample all my enemies cause man a hold
people think I’m crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all that shit ? 
Hundred ? a day shit, hundred dollar blind shit
You can wear my shoes ? 
Millions
out put up resistance when Ninja mek him bomb
Seet yah know di war go get warm, yallo

Kill who? Yuh mad mon? Beenie Man nuh badman
All who bad out war
out for yo' punchlines, these niggas snitchin' like I did the crime
I get the cake like the baker man - no Jamaican kush, that's Beenie Man
These
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
Frankie was a good girl, everybody know,
She paid one hundred dollars for Albert's suit of clothes
He's her man, but he did her wrong Frankie went
mountains one by one

And I've seen that same man come home from the mill
Pull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill
I've watched him struggle and I've
Frankie was a good girl, everybody know,
She paid one hundred dollars for Albert's suit of clothes
He's her man, but he did her wrong Frankie went
But yuh see some man seh dat dem fi run di business 
A Wha a gwaan mon? Yo! 
Dem a talk bout more fire, mi a talk bout more prayer 
We pray for water
One million bottle bags count 'em
Think they can bounce the ounce
And it get 'em
Yo black spend two hundred and eighty eight million
Sittin'
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money,
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)

Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
to the man he put a bag in my hand
Said son don't you understand
This isn't the way out this is the way in
Your doubling your troubling

Three hundred
(MikeWillMadeIt)

Bad bitch with a tan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred bands in the Lamb'
Do you have one by chance?
Need to see the Xan man
Million dollar cribs havin' million dollar dreams
And when you get it all just remember one thing
Remember one thing
That one man could change the world
dollar cribs havin' million dollar dreams
And when you get it all just remember one thing
Remember one thing
That one man could change the world

All I,
dollar cribs havin' million dollar dreams
And when you get it all just remember one thing
Remember one thing
That one man could change the world

All I,
up yet
But like da repo man da whole hood n debt huh
CHORUS: A multi million dollar bag yeah datz tru
Gucci let you cop a mill are 2
Yeah datz cool
follows but no dollars man that shit ain't adding up
Nah, and all the dirt I done, all the bricks I sold
I can't sleep at night, paranoid it shows
I be
[Chorus x2]
You throw Rose by the case [?]
Three hundred dollar jewellery [?] we [?] by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's
Got himself a peach colored leisure suit
Hundred dollar bills stuffed in floor shined boots
Smelling like a mint flavored soda pop
Sure smelling
Bad bitch with a tan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred bands in the Lamb'
Do you have one by chance?
Need to see the Xan man
Do you know him by