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is bein' redundant, should always focused on plantin' the tree
Kuz the city be my landscape
Griptape be the centerpiece
Money on my mind like

Oh no they ain't see this coming 
We dem new niggaz in the field counting money
On my A game I don't fuck with crash dummy's 
Bitch I come in peace

a damn, about the big three
L.A. Lake' sho' we 'bout to three-peat
aAd you can bet, that's on the set
Ron Artest about to get wet
I'm on the flo

the girls on the flo'
They just left the Bellagio
They heard we' in the honeycomb
Now they want the Mardi Gras yeah
It’s a party y’all, everybody in here
Done

Trap Starz

Gucci Mane

Hard to Kill

2006

stank
Grind out of town, got a stash by the gas tank
Big Cat, fronted a hundred, I bought a hundred
Now I got a lot of money, known for doin a lot

Empty bottles of Clicquot and ashes on the flo'.
Towel under the doo', we wasn't supposed to even smoke.
I ain't trippin', never slip or slackin'

ain't fuckin' with you

Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G
But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull up

drive
If it's West then you came to settle, no jive
Yo B, yo God, yo Son, y'all ain't real
Yo Money, y'all cats be frontin - what the deal?
It's a,

Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and  eat green like sebi
 Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
 This

much yeah it fucks with my breathing 
Don't beat round no bush
I don't do up no teasin'
Flo so hard I'll have these bitches on leashes
I like my niggas

Da Heist

Beelow

Ballaholic

2000

the guard with the shank
Busted off in the do', lay it down in dis hoe
Don't a motherfucker move, face down on the flo'
Beelow got the money and Tron in

I'd take a bullet for the one I love
Tell me who you are
I swear I'm not the type to judge
Stand by your side against the world
I couldn't give

The plug pulled a lateral 
Tossed the pack not a pass

Throwing money on the flo
We not making this last 

But,

Save it 

Put the load in the air 
We been

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks

MALIBU - Mick Comte 
(produced by FLO)

Anything she can get ouh
Everytime with that puppy look
she let her body fell upon the bed 
then had me right

vadar 
and the money flo cuz im the operator 
i got the juice activator 
yo crew talk that stuff now 
bet they change that verbiage later 
hall of famer

on a paper route
I got money on my mind it's all I think about
I ain't worried bout no smoke cause I got angels
Baby pussy super juicy like a mango
Watch me

To smooth I'ma killing with the flow
Bet it up put the money on the flo
We gonna see how the big dice roll
Light shine bright when I'm out
I'ma put on no

die by myself imma stay ten toe
Inhale exotic smoking the dro
Ay bih kick the down ay get on the flo
Ay gimmie that shit
Ay gimmie that shit or I'm

back
And nigga I've been getting money ever since, now
Fuck I look like cryin' 'bout a bitch
I'm 'bout to spend a paycheck up on my wrist
I had to get

that ima finish
Cash in, boomerang amounts
This shit, getting hard to count
I got, money makin money
I got, money making out
If you, didn't like me then

long
To short my slang
And makin all them pay for dem thangs
I got a thirty-five square block cut
Down to take your money, dope, your hoe
And your nut

get it popping, that's 4 sho'

We got this money off the flo'
We kept them thangs and switched the dope
Came through bossing with some mo'
These niggas

up I always seen my ogs standing by the store
But when i got older I learned that these niggas was the sto
Momma made sure I was straight so I aint