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tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way,
You can't wait too long
(Who you know smoke more than the gang?)
Cause opportunity comes and goes
You can't wait too long
(Don't worry, I'll wait)
I need more money
Need more guap
Could of came in
But the door locked
And its tax time
Let a hoe shop
And I keep work
Like a robot
Way ya at boy
Im
give 'em some from free college
How are we supposed to solve dumb problems without any knowledge
'Cause this country got a lot of 'em, and boy, I sure
Spellbound at first sight
I'm so fine, it's a sign
He'll be mine by midnight
But my pet, don't forget, beauty has a price
You will be in agony, let me be
the summer 'fore you hoes get the spring lines
Now he try'na lay me down like a recline
Let me put you on game like madden
If he said his car in the shop, that
And the Garden of Eden against the sea that we got
To make sure the core of the Big Apple don't rot
Where seeing's believing, we be achieving a lot
Since disc
on snap is thot
She at the party she shaking it
She shake ass a lot uh
Bitches be loving my bop uh
You talking to much you a cop uh
You ah tough boy let's
Project, I stay by the railway
I stood on the block, then I got me a spot
Now my daughter go shop for some Chanel frames
Trackin' device on the back
used to be now I'm not afraid, I told her "Wait till I get my money up Then I'll holla bae
Fuck that, by then I won't even give her the time of day,
a lot after sometin after union cityyyy
In a couple of projects in NYC
[Cham]
I remember those days when Hell was my home
When Me and Mama bed
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no close
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo'
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Man, Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
whenever you write down your goals
You're manifesting them into the real world
So let's live that
Big dreams
Big house
Lots of land and live free
I don't
stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like
They ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
boy
You need you a front ? Like tf boy
Get to rolling the jay & you fuck boyed
Getting this money you know it's a must boy
When a young nigga catch you
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
popping out but now I'm out again
I'll go solo to the function that's without a friend
By my damn self
Ion need no damn help
Money got my jeans falling down
mall
All Money In the squad, boy I'm not involved
Can't pay the cost to floss? I can spot your flaws
SLs with the toppin' off
Dress well when it's
the map and the money's flying
Cert' with the sound so fuck the siren
If you wanna see flames let me punch the fireman
Amma' skin a big riz n rip out
(Top Dawg, Money GANG)
Owwww, Dave, I see you, now see me
Look, I say I'm a millionaire
I'm a Top Dawg millia- no let
Me just come in unorthodox
I
affirmations
And all is good
I am a smart person
I invest my money, to make it work for me
I do not work for money
I make money work for me
I give away clothes,
You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap
You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous
You'll never now what it's like to be rich,
pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like mice for traps
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't
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