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live, it’s GQ
XXL and Black Enterprise

All I wanna do is flip
Money and make a profit
Shorty get to working my nerves
She need to stop it special

is the motion
Don't feel no emotion
I seek the potion
Get to the money, no braggin' and boastin' 
Door just didn't open 
It took some grind

Protect you, by any means, baby I adore you

Ay, can we just get to know each other
Ay, when we apart, we think of one another
Ay, got it out the mud, I got

how I’m on the fritz 
You should watch your fucking mouth cuz if I’m given any lip 
I’ll rip you into piece limb by limb
I’ll keep taking L’s till I get

You don't wanna dick
You don't wanna do nothin'
You don't wanna get no money
You don't think she a
I'm pullin' up with a semi nigga throw
Everyday,

when we stop at the bank, ask for blue hunnids
Where your wallet at? You look like you lose money

I get paper in my sleep, call it snooze money

storage
Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
If you try to touch my porridge
You will feel my chucks like Norris
All my bitches think I'm gorgeous
Get

Gangsta and Pimps

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

a rule for me
Put your mink on and slide in a cool for me
Hey, you gotta get high and go low for me
It's Cash Money, young money, never know money
It's

or Die Tryin'"
It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin niggaz

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
First there was two sets of footprints in the sand

Cocaine

Young Cash

Best Thing Smokin', Vol. 9

2007

a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,

French frames in dreams
At the city I can't escape
50 Cent, Darkchild, So Plush
Girl, I wait for your lovin'
There is no rush, what

That's how Darkchild

Tryna get 50 cents to me
Stupid I turn into G Unit
Make em beg for mercy
Fuck juice, get a keg I'm thirsty
Walk in the VMA's while your mans rehearsing
I

on air mattresses and shit (let me talk to 'em for a minute)
Harlem get the money 
Let's go

I won't break the code
Young niggas tryin' not to die
We

Let's go
Running man running man
Let's do a race to 100 bands
50 my whip 50 my wrist
You fuckboys talk to my other hand
Money man money man
Now I got

kens 
I broke a couple a records 
And set a couples trends 
Get rich or die trying well I need a quicker lick
Nah I need a 100, what's this 50cents 
I

and my wrist wet // where you at bitch we been dat /stacking money yeah we get checks /bitch I’m. Higher than a lier jet/whole up drop check bitch my neck

make, yeah it's shot by Art
It's a blessing that I'm making money from all of my art
I can't chase no hoe 'cause a bitch broke my heart
If I ever get

I'm tryin' to get paid however money is made
A lot dudes like to pay ladies to get laid
But me, I ain't no pimp (pimp), I just love to borrow
Paper

Poppin' My Collar

Three 6 Mafia

Most Known Unknown

2005

I'm tryin' to get paid however money is made
A lot dudes like to pay ladies to get laid
But me, I ain't no pimp (pimp), I just love to borrow
Paper

to Get Better

Or
Wild Wild Woman
By Your Smith

Or Forest Whitaker
By Bad Books

Do you have any regrets?

Oh yeah
Plenty

I've seen these music docs

Déjà Vu

Master P

Screwed Up Inc., Vol. 2

1999

the ones with all the money and all)
Is it true? (Y'all the ones that show the honies a ball)
Is it you... Made Men, Made Men... c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Is it

minimum of wage
Gimme my cut before I run the fade
Maybe I'm stuck in my ways
Don't give af cause I get better with age
Counting up twenty's & fifty's with

Steady Mobbin'

Ice Cube

Bust It, Vol. 1

1995

hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin' up the rollers
Comin' up short of the green guys
And I might

Steady Mobbin'

Ice Cube

Death Certificate

1991

hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin' up the rollers
Comin' up short of the green guys
And I might