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You should give me head or tail since I’m official 
Let me flip
Know you never heard that, prolly ain’t deserve that 
I’ll make Mya feel Like Kiah break

check your mail
Cos I'll come by post that fine put holes in your dough like homer
Full, nike outfit no jack jones
I boost physical man I got a backbone

who ride for me
They are my ninjas
From the slums we started
All that struggle we bleed
Chasing that bread ah
Is it Dough Is it Gold
Is it money is it

tryna live long
Get the bag stay on
I can stay be poor
Run a bag, Get dough 2004.
Counting money hella roles
Make shows on the block then i get my way on,

money
It don't mean nothin
I was thinkin in my head
Like he ain't seen nothin
Cops at me by the car I ain't seen nothin
If u won't fall for anything
You

No Matter

Andrew Lloyd Webber

Lyricist Lounge, Vol. 1

1998

other man
Feel this black man's but another
With no dough, goin insane
No matter how loud I pray, God don't hear a sound
That's why I put my joint

Minute Man

Harlem World

Movement

1999

sign 
People want my back 
Yo  what's up with that? 
See  running out the mouth gon' get your face slapped 
Tell me do you like what you see 
Is it

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

We Know

Da Brat

The Yin and the Yang

2001

up, can't you tell by the way I talk
It's the bitch in me that dwells from my head to my socks
(queen when I crock?), pop any niggah like, red (buck?)

First verse release by a menace
Catch dolla sitting court side
Serena playing tennis
See my sun gone shine
And my daughter gone finish
Wanna make

get legal dough,
but we hustle grind that's the life IN BOW.

I want you to leave (leave),
I want you to go (go),
But you keep telling me the streets

a private dancer
I'm not perfect either
Hella in the game
Tote that heater
Already paid for the wrong I've already done before whoa yeah
And I want you by my

some mo' though
Cause I need some mo' dough
Some mo' dough some mo' dough some dough dough dough dough dough
Now my bank account is like lemon pepper

posh
We blow the bag, get the cake on the regular
Left the dealer, we throwin' by three thousand
Send her the pic of my new bitch, she jealous
I here

you want the fame and the jewels, me I’m just cool wit the juice, me I’m just cool the loot, Surrounded by troops in Timberland boots
(Bridge)
Chasing

ski that I keep on my boat
Rich! I wanna be rolling in dough
I wanna couple massive castles all surrounded by moats
I want some big diddy fat bird I

fosho
I ain't tell you about the money, in case you fake if you see dough

It don't matter how far we gon' go
If you by my side for the while, we gon'

You can tell by my tone I'm the king of the throne
And real to the bone, my outside is gritty
Date you if you pretty, don't have no time for that pitty

the price that is
What you want I can make you 
My wife and have some kids

Do I need to sell my soul
Maybe even spend a lil dough
Baby just let me know
Ain't

it's good "right"
They don't want it, I'm back on the scene "right"
Rugged let it go, all my nigga's let it go "bang"
All my nigga's on the grind, yea we

& Pay These Bills For Me A B**** Get Her Own Dough But We Can Run It Up Some Mo 
I Like My N***** Big Money Come & Pay These Bills For Me A B**** Get Her

out by all this hate

Make one wrong move
 it gets so very tragic 
Time flying by 
it's gonna hit right as we panic

Makes me want to die 
but every

Uh, uh, uh, uh

My friends roll Lexus and Benzes
Spend ends tremendous, uh
Like dough's endless
Been this nigga from the start
Was already hot
No

This Is Us

LL Cool J

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

the pain away
And get in my own zone where I want to be alone for solo
Reminisce with photos
And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?