Lyrics:
see the red flag shining
Cos I was blinded by his lies
Boy don’t stress me
Me nor want shit
I just wan Dey on my own
Cos the alcohol e don full my
left,
Levels to the shit,
The elevator has lept,
Sh*t got carried by grace of my breath,
At the tippy top where I be placing my steps,
You fade into
Ciągle czuję tylko fałsz ale był w pakiecie z tą pengą
Mo Money Mo Problems Biggie mówił weź pierdol
Beztalencia chcą się pruć ich szmaty też
Nic się
your destiny
Side
Side by side with the eye set on the money
You hold on to your dreams,
But the dream is gone . . .
New world order . . .
yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
My whip so clean
My car so clean
My pockets clean
My money clean
I'm sippin' clean
She
he can hold that
i had a couple runners in the summer at my old gaff
an by the winter time i had a 100 in a whole stack
a money man i generate
on one ( On One )
I'ma get this money now ain't waiting til 91 ( Ain't Waiting )
It can be a tight game but we ain't losing by one ( We Not )
Got the game
on getting in my own way
And it's slowly killing me
Now I got bills
Can barely pay my rent
Now nothing's left for me because all my money is spent
Oh baby,
to me
Oh baby, pretty baby, oh baby
Tell me won't you do me now, what you do to me, baby
Didn't take too long before I found out
What people mean by
about her body
I'm impressed by her mind
She's got a heart full of love
And a face that's custom designed
Oh, she's so sweet
That the bees leave
mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
shortening
While everyone pretends that there is nothing to explain
Poisons & neglected relics out live us & always will be
Justified by what we gain
No more
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
need
If you got the money, honey, we got your disease
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n knees,
room service
And if I'm honest
I like the lady
I can't help being
Touched by her folly
I'm treading water
Taking her money
Watching her sun
anything
that can't be had from one of them.
It's better than money.
We're alive.
We get by.
You can spend the night.
You can sleep right here.
y'all
So drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well
you)
I don't know what to do
I,
Oh I,
I, oh Lord
I can fly like a bird in the sky, oh I
And I can buy anything that money can buy, oh I
Can
make a pimp dance yeah by shottin at his gatas
Pickin up the nickles n dimes like Jackal and Hide
The bounty is waitin for me up at Mt. Zine
Its
you couldn't be saved by John the Pope
Money is the bible, couldn't care about a idol
If you're goin' for the title than it's kinda suicidal
Cause
Must have been late after noon.
I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out.
And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers down
on your V
drink remy and squeeze
stack plenty of G's
niggas hustle chicken heads keep pluckin
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over fuckin
'cause
of her new personality and all the money in the world =
Couldn't buy her a new personality and all the magazine covers couldn't =
Buy her a new personality
she want the nigga with the big, fat nuts
A man is measured by the things that he has
And if you ain't got shit
Well I guess you ain't shit, unless
Yo
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