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Elastic Palace
Sipping from my chalice 
Puffing on my cabbage
Eyes on the prize wonder how I manage 
Money stack
Money stack 
Tryna make more let's

love, they all the same
They all the same yeah
I just take it day by day
All my haters fade
All my homies straight
All my bitches stay, for the night
I

i came here to tell you my loinz have been shakin'
my hips are gyratin', my hitachi's vibratin'
when i think about steaksauce from shoulders

life
I got money on my mind
Ay and I'm so for real

Get all my jewels from overseas, nigga I ain't steal for real
The broke niggas talkin' but the main

on Christmas day (DeCicco)

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true (Woah)
Baby, all I want for Christmas is

Rudolf,

around when you ball
Exactly the reason why I don't be giving a fuck about y'all
Give a fuck about y'all
I don't even really give a fuck about y'all
Give

the fuck, um
Tryna buy food but the money low
I’m growing hungry
What the fuck’s it coming from
My mom and dad give me encouragement
But I feel I gotta hurry

claim to
Hate the player
And not the game
Insane
Be the strain of my brain
It's Generous Poet
I let the evil eye cover my name
Respect over money
Money

They told me I'll fold under pressure
My money won't fold no extra
My bitch is being so extra
She ride dick like Tesla

Got to keep going can't quit

dirty, I can't Even talk about it
Money rerouted, I done seen a Million in my balance
I got millions in my balance, I Got millions I can balance
I'm

The Message

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

Rap: Hall of Fame

1992

a street sweeper
Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny

The Message

Duke Bootee

The Sugar Hill Records Story

1997

a street sweeper
Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny

just know this bitch full of hollows
Ride a scat pack in the trenches, bitch, I'm dodgin' all these potholes
M.O.B., I'ma always put my money before

Eazy-Duz-It

Eazy-E

Kool Rap

1988

zone
All the SHIT I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch
Well by now you should know it was just my luck

This money got you trippin'
Now what you gon' do?
Rob another goddamn bank
What the fuck is y'all thinkin'?
Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get

The Incredible True Story

Logic

The Incredible True Story

2015

satisfaction in life
By bringing up their children to bring up their children to do the same thing
So it's all retch, and no vomit, it never gets there

yall
All these blessings on my plate nigga i cant help you ball
Sometimes at night i remincine about my dawgs i lost

Sometimes i remince about my dawgs

(I'm off the molly I cover my eyes)
I'm off the molly I cover my eyes
I got two bitches and I can't decide
All of these niggas they fake and they

on the grind to the top I climb
Fuckin wit me she gotta be a dime
Living by the mantra that the world is mine
I keep money on my mind
Always on the grind

stamped on my jeans with all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet and I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny, smack

all my money blue, ya, you know we can't lose, ya
I don't need you by my side, I don't need you as my sidekick
This sh*t is part of my life, I don't

need
Cuz all that matters in the end yeah are the ones who griev
You ain't gon care about the money when it's time to leave
So all that really matters

All I really cared about was cash
Money up my income, I can't even do the math
I was fuckin' up but left that nigga in the past
Went from double cups

know I'm trying to bone
Her ass Loose as a Goose
Ain't got no draws on
Pardon my French but
Im sipping Don perion
Cash Money taking over
Girl you know