Lyrics:
never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny
Not the fussing and the fronting
If you got nothin', baby boy, you betta
Get up, get out and get somethin',
never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny
Not the fussing and the fronting
If you got nothin', baby boy, you betta
Get up, get out and get somethin',
will hold you
More money more money for the bank roll
Stick to the script don't slip in the nine-fo
A lot of fools put salt in the game
Till when
been the shit since I was a kid, now I'm still the man
The plan was to make millions, I made millions, and it's still the plan
Skinny nigga push a lot
ducking undies
I got 20 bags on me
Homie that's not a lot of money
I kill in these pants and I steal in these pants
Flipping these bitch they ain't
these boys thank, my motivation is Benjamin Franklin
I'm tryin' to maintain this wealth that I been calculatin'
Gettin' money that's all I know, on my
not let me catch'cha
Now who slipped and left the fuckin' gate's open
I'm on the outside waitin' scopin' out opportunity's
To make a motherfuckin'
back any day
Better stop being a snitch
Or else I'll make you my little wittle bitch
Can't outmatch me just give up
And let me tell you all Will pees in
scandalous?
That Canibus turned into a television evangelist
Plus, he raps with his regular voice
"What was that?" "Pet Shop Boys"
So, we pull up
on the interstate (Ooh)
Feds trying to tap us to see how much that I make (Ooh)
I ain't never tripping I keep money in the safe
Diamonds frigid cold we gone drown 'em
to the fetti
I was right by the crib when I wrecked the chevy
Ima pull on her hair because baby let me
If it ain't bout the money then get to stepping
ATS is
Dark leaf stuffing
Baking the muffins
There ain't no bluffing
I told my boy get it shaking or something
Let's go
Chrissa
Namsayn man
I told my boy get it
Yo (Huh)
No hard feelings man ya shit just isn't hot boy (Hot boy)
Got a taste of money and I said id never stop tho
Shawty want a train not the type
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
on smash
You know me! My whole car smell like a wood shop class
I point 'em out like her, her, that girl with the mouth
Plus you and your friends
Let me
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
short, so let me keep it sincere
When I'm on that frisbee field, you know my impact's severe (bitch)
I'll be takin' the shots and breaking 'em lots you
the shop up
Okay, play me, it'll be your day
Me, pussy, me, no way
And every day I'm focused on that money
Boy, I'm getting paid
Am I really wrong if I'm
right by my side
Separate and living our lives
Separate and living our lives
Opportunities
Makes it all home
A lot of emotion
Hard to let go (let go!)
Yaaaaaaasaah
Xnowman again
You know how we do? Let do this
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
I got money on my
me or leave me alone
I got this good thing girl, it's the righteous love
Not that quick on the top, one shop hop
I'll make your knees get wet
ball
M-V-P run game need an ESPY
Im the best see it take a lot to impress me
I don't trust hoes mind games are a pet peeve
Test me I'll treat a bad bitch
money
It's not coming to me
It's going towards debt man
I hope I'm not offending you man
I thought, I should let you know man
This same government must
I'm just a dead boy
I'm just a dead boy
Lately I been curious I guess
Lately
Lately
I'm just a dead boy
Lately I been curious I guess
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