Lyrics:
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
my whole life into a sonnet
Ko niggas like my name mahanman
They gon wanna fucking vomit
Got my diamonds from a comit
Boy the world is oh so sunny
Fuck
courage and by fighting
He has not been known to fall
But neither has the fury
Of the mighty Thunderball
Money hungry minds need a thread
To launch
Ignoring all emotions - for a world - only for me
I am your creature and now you're my brood
I'm your system - and now I'm your god
Chorus
I'm Mother Money
, the world
(Nothing is impossible)
Ooh don't judge me for my tattoos
Ooh a world where no cash rules
Ooh Dont judge me for my tattoos,tattoos
I just wanna
the east, GFG, nigga
Thats my hockey team
Remeain supreme
Ben and jerrrys, I see money, i see cream
Cash rules everything around mediocrity
Thats bling,
fucking world, can’t abide the rules
Gotta learn finesse
Can’t give my life to no girl, I don’t chase nobody
I just chase the check
Invest your life into
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Bona fide hustler making my name
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take
I knew this dude
He was very cool
He used to rule
Until he went to school
Not a normal school
That breeds a fool
But the ones that teaches
them
We obliged by the law
We play by the rules
No freedom of speech in the Prisons just like our schools
He who works the hardest Takes home the less
I feel like marshall in ninety-five
What until i get my money right
Ain't have a single soul by my side
Now they act like they care infront my eyes,
L.F Ke
Can't play by the rules
It's brainwashing ya' mind
I be feeling down
Gotta stay on ya' grind
These hoes claim they loyal
But they really ain't
to us this ain't nothing new
Let's get it
I'm driven by the money like a Chauffeur, getting top on the balcony in my Gucci loafers
My bitches taking
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
nigga, hood rich, we livin' (we livin')
(Rich Gang) We simple 'bout the money, nigga, paper chase, we runnin' (we runnin')
Lay 'em down, bust 'em down,
creeping on me, on me, on me
I wanna rule the world
I want big diamonds and big jewelry and pearls
Want all the fame, I want all the fame, the money
for money, money rule this world
[Chorus: D.S]
I don?t understand this killing all the time (don?t understand it)
I don?t understand all the violence
the world cold and they saw you sweat
Niggas talking for a small sentence or a large check
Violating the rules of convict niggas kno ion deal with
This song is f***** dope
Truly a gee
Humbling saying
Jungle rules man gah aim hunting preys
Battle sprays
Castle raids
King in the jungle Last king
things
They don't rule my world, do they rule yours?
I feel sorry for you done, but for real
There's a lot of grimy cats out there that will wyle out
[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world, you
Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now
Three, Two,
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
goodnight to the legend
Cause lord knows the world gon' miss him
Universal the system is similar to institutionalism
And I just did 7 years in prison
Now
Darkchild, 9-9
(They ain't ready for this)
Ja Rule
Uh, Darkchild
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
I couldn't think about the next man bangin' you
Hittin' it,
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