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that
they say we are living in ‘cause I’m feeling fine,
(and) maybe that’s because
my brand new conquest is by my side.

She’s got a groovie style,

but I try on and on,
she walks by a monastery,
that's why the monks are no longer monks.
Wounds of shiver, soaked my pleasure
in the gin on her tray,

i'm holding on this ring 
All i hear is money calling and i'm blinded by that bling 
My whole life swear to god it's been about that ed
Education switch

I fit the bill
I don't wanna chill, baby come here
I just want us to be closer
Next time I invite you over
You know what the deal is

Girl we've known

and Muredy
Jaiva or sweat by dily or a telly
Its funky and hot not all den smelly
Ehhh macarena haaii

Macadima is an african mate
Macaroon is a two bill cake

sitting on a bill
What you know about standing corners when your plug living in the hills

Had to make sure that my mama right
Had to make sure that I get

rushing wind!

by Bill Maxwell
© 1988 Bill Maxwell, PO Box 461044, Aurora, CO 80046

Sips a Sisco
Miss Hicks the disco
Suga Bills 
Big Horace and Cisco
Pistol
Poppin' like it's Crisco
Let's get this money my nigga
By the fistful

This

It was on a Saturday night and the moon was shing bright
They passed the conscription bill
And the people they did say for many miles away
'Twas

Hate the way you make me feel
This cost is real, astronomical
I can't stop these pills, I can't stop the bills
Can't stop the sick, its impossible
See,

What is?
Why are you crying?
Why don't you stop?
Where is your soul?

Don't run
It is a dark night
You could get lost
You could get killed by me

be young again

(Hook)
But...
When did we become adults?
Thought  id be a child forever 
But we’re getting old
 No bills, no worries of being broke
No

a deep sleeper

Goal getter, big thinker
 
Not influenced by the hot liquor

Mama said ""You're not a Gold digger""

Work Hard, Play Hard Wiz Khalifa,

again,
And the light bill due, 
But he still gotta eat,
Grand mama can’t work, 
Gotta give a little something just to make ends meet,

What you want us

pojebaniec
Walisz pasa by to ukryć ale każdy trzaśnie

My robimy tu swoje reszta w tyle
Nasze wersy złote resztę wyjeb
Na szalę kładę życie tak jak diler

family saying now
That I got it and they proud
If I lose my bread today
Will they feed me if it’s found look
So many bills to pay keeping us low
I get it I

my bills paid 
Just to get by, ain't got much to lose 
What I got is an assful of dues, it's a mess I won't choose 
Again if I had the choice I'd trade

long ima fuck around and wash it
Money keep movin ima chase it like Forest
Bags in the closet Bags in the storage
Drank by the pint owwee goey wanna pour

roses mind is morbid getting harder to hustle with no aspirations
I can't even grow a beard without getting my ass pulled over by customs
Motherfuckers

quick
And I hit you with that, with that make ya legs shake
And I didn’t even know it was your birthday
I guess I been a little busy
By the time you

your pimp is your consciousness
But I’ll wipe your mouth with that dollar bill that you starved for, bitch.
Small pond princess, practiced pirouettes in

b-i-z
Theres a pile a rocks right there by ya feet
Kick it not trippin I got what you need
2 bills a verse pay me my fee
You too cheap to see don’t holla

survive by cleaning stole
This is the difference how I see it
Constant light, constant water
Stable system nothing more
Then unfair taxes, Killer bills
Plus

Garcia
Want more than a couple rings I'm chasing Bill Russ
Shine on me Shine on me ima shine homie
Count on me Count on me Doubt on me
Shine on me Shine