Lyrics:
of your riches when
Uh, an asshole by nature, no need to talk no need to ask me
Ah, is all my vocals do, when I blast these
I do it for the money, do it for
That girl wants me to date her like Etisilat
All my guys make pounds moving kilograms
Why’s your girlfriend liking all my Instagram
I got guys that could
a dead ass nigga
So you know I got to ball and stay high
Stay crunk full of (?) till I die
Flip the script on a bitch when I click in my ride
Mo money
smoke on is that crud
Balencies is all on my feet, got gold all over my teeth
All of this money on me, now she wish she didn't leave
I dont even care if
the street
Few chops and a handgun sound like a band when we squeeze
Nah I ain't a pimp but I do my thang wit them P's
20k in two days nigga you could ask
my vision (Celine)
Handle my part and I play my position (I pay it)
I use my brain and I pay attention
I'ma sit back, chop that work up like Beni'
hitters on your head
This ain't what you really want, don't Play with my bread
I'm bout my money, ain't nothing Funny, ATM
Don't even grab my own groceries
underwear)
And we don't have a care (What)
Ya yaaaaa (Skrt skrrrrrrt)
A.O.L, lets dial in, lets dine in, I'l dive in (Splish splash)
Kitty wet feel like i
still talking that shit is absurd
My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't
Speak another language I been runnin from my feelings, Money and respect fuck power I don’t want it
Most kings lose their heads got many at their neck
I
of children,
Speak another language I been running from my feelings, Money and respect fuck power I don’t want it
Most kings lose their heads got many at their
Sometimes keeping it real goes wrong
Termanology, Ras Kass, Wais The P and Statik
My block stay high, guap stay high
You could tell I'm high
By
Don't care about the arrow that fly by day
Or the terror that walk by night
The Lord is on my side
I walk by faith and not by sight
I walk through
no come do me yanga
Bad belle energy take far away from me
My baby come chop ma ma money, ahh
Ferrari for my lover (mark am)
Gucci shoe for my
[Chorus]
P-H-the-I-the-L-the-L-the-I-the-E-the-S.
We mess with phillies, we roll big phillies.
(I want to get blunted, my brother.)
the Constitution (Yeah)
So you know I exercise my right to bear firearms
Ay, and I don't owe a nigga shit, y'all can blow a nigga's dick
We got sticks in our
paper, my moola, my feddy
And caught this world by surprise, I knew you hoes wasn't ready
Southside, we bomb first, when we ride
Swanging on elbows
been getting to the bag
You can tell by the wheels
Money Tree on the chain
But I didn’t sign no deal
My unc told me to chill
I went and bought a new crib
killed
Nigga who am I
Silkk the Shocker, do or die for a mil
Don't you see I be counting money like a machine
No how I'm saying I got to buy my
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
you can catch me with ya bitch (with ya bitch)
Nah, this ain't dirty money, all my money be legit (my shit legit)
In the booth, I'm smokin' Sour
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
beat,
And people are saying
That we're not paying our way.
So cut your money hair,
Cut your money,
Cut your money hair.
No-one else will care
it's all that does
Meanwhile, my man's thirsty as fuck and no one cares
So he's stuck beggin for change from Bedford Ave squares
Or, if you're in my
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