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Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Imma G (Dem Get Away Boyz) · Invasion of Imma Be Rocking That Body: Megamix E.P. (The Black Eyed Peas) · Imma Star (Everywhere We Are) (DJ Cover This) · Imma Be (DJ Cover This) · Early Yma Sumac: The Imma Sumack Sessions (Yma Sumac) · Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) (Junior M.A.F.I.A.) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) – and 90 other albums »


, I'mma tear it up

I'mma tear it up then I'mma chop screw it
Not gonna waste time, girl, let’s get to it
Lay your body down, got you feeling like you never
, I'mma tear it up

I'mma tear it up then I'mma chop screw it
Not gonna waste time, girl, let’s get to it
Lay your body down, got you feeling like you never
Roll up the Swishers, get money lay low
Just ask them bitches, I ball like J Bo
Rose’ we piss it, get money lay low
Shine in my pictures, pull up
Get the fuck up!
Simon says get the fuck up!
Throw ya hands in the sky (Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all wassup?
planned it
I'm just doing me and you could never understand it
Chicks get hammered
Big dick bandit
Money flowing like a slit wrist no bandage
Blowing purple
the Name.
See life is just a picture, I see outside the frame.
I'm livin' for a Kingdom that I ain't never seen.

And imma chase that, imma imma chase
you feel me, you feel me

[Bo Hagon]
NIGGA! if any nigga feel you in tha world
Nigga I feel ya
But nigga I'mma holla at ya in a minute
Alright I'mma
laugh at Hov money
Billionaires with Petroleum and coal money
Probably kill themselves if they had Cole money
Talk shit and I'mma see you like you owe
-note after C-note
Frank Bo hold fifteen plus the caterer
You think you greater, uh

You niggas got some audacity
You sold a million now you half of me
Get off
By your side, all along, this is where you belong

Corazón, in your eyes
I see love like a fire

The night is young, my heart is light
I know you wanna
what's good?
I'mma put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican, run up, get socked out
Hit the press with a Cuban link on my neck
Uneducated
Cause I'mma drink it all like, like its my last
She a seven in the face, but a ten in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just
[C-Bo]
Yea let's get this money though my nigga
Ahh man fucking on us man fucking on us
Man I'm not going back to prison nigga
I already got two
planes and fly high
We fly high, like bo! Bo! bo!
Now your row your boat nigga, and get your parachute
Signal your plane, yes we get on them planes
everybody know m
I make big money I drive big cars everybody know me
I make big money I drive big cars everybody know me cause I'mma superstar)

See ima
or power, you could be touched

Ashes to ashes, nigga, dust to dust
You shorten your own life when you fuck with us
See, I was nurtured by the bosom
it 
Havin' money by the ton, Rolex and Bossalini 
A nuchi give Versace cologne, now want to see me 
at my best or worst? I gets paper when I burst
with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?

(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo'
Let's roll out to Miami and get the money
Baby how that sound?
When I'm feelin' high I'm probably on some light skin
When I’m feelin' low I’m
Cause I'mma drink it all like, like its my last
She a seven in the face, but a ten in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just
understand it 
Chicks get hammered big dick bandit 
Money flowing like a slit wrist no bandage 
Blowin' purple clouds nigga 
I'm so sky high 
I ain't
shottas go 
And them shots will go (BO!) and them shots a blow (BO!) 
Damn straight through your man's plantano 
You'll get a pushin rod for bein
find my good times by myself
And you'll never see me sad about it, no

Singin'
Na na na Imma be
Na na na Imma be
Na na na Imma be cool
Oh Imma be alright
You can fuck my bitch, you can have my hoe
Get yours, get yours, get yours by any means
You can smoke that kill, you can push that dope
Get yours,
You know what you came here for, 
So don't you hold back, 
Do it until it's done.
Imma get whatever you drink, 
And tell the bartender
Pour you