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to rap, so be a thinker
Bud smokin' twenty-four seven, everyday drinker

Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo'
to rap, so be a thinker
Bud smokin' twenty-four seven, everyday drinker

Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo'
a thing going on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt
Or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
about the fire and rain.
Let me just say it again, 
I've seen fives and I've seen tens.
It was a strong hit from the money machine, Sitting on top,
a quarter blame it on the wrist 
I whip coke like hoes nigga I'm a pimp 
Lil nigga bout to rape the market 
If we talkin' bout money baby now we talkin'
a quarter blame it on the wrist 
I whip coke like hoes n**** I'm a pimp 
Lil n**** bout to rape the market 
If we talkin' bout money baby now we talkin'
in peace
Elbraud, Nextditch, and Big Leaf
Lil Girl, and Boo, and Anguard
Big Pepper, God damn what y'all thinkin about
They gone, I mean they
place yourself high above us
Mr. President, have pity on the working man

I know it may sound funny
But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money
We
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused

Go ahead, Mr. Wendal 

Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional
Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood
Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does
Counting all
that money on big colleges
Still most of y'all come out confused

Go ahead, Mr. Wendal 

Mr. Wendal has freedom
A free that you and I think is dumb
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
all your money
Wish you were here to help me spend"

And one by one all the people left the party
And Mr. Frisby locked the door
I know they miss you

[Chorus]
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, ever! Be free?
you, all over, 'till you're screamin', for more

Say my name, Lil' Kim, it's you and me
Go to the V.I. and make some honey
Let me dance for you like
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
all the Marmalades
If you lookin for some money bitch my name is no way
Not tomorrow not today not yes-terday

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Last week I
. Wendal a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I feed you dignity to stand with pride realize that all in all you stand tall. 
Go ahead Mr. Wendal, Mr
Roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after Bank Roll

I send this out to my childhood role model catamisk big bank rolls
Suzuki all gold, (whoo)
money, till my arm get sore
See let's play a game all u really want to know
Guard try to pick up every single dolla I throw
It might take a lil minute
name when the music stop
Young money Lil' Wayne
Then the music drop
I make it snow
I make it flurry
I make it out alright tomorrow don't worry
Mr. Crown Prosecutor
No matter what I say or do
You take money, to put whatever
May be the opposite view
What you see, is what I am
I will
' bit
Just a lil' bit
Just a lil' bit
Just a lil' bit

Do you think about me?
(Do you think about me?)
I know you think about me,
(You gotta remember all
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all