Lyrics:
of boundaries)
But I got no brownie points so call me Oscar I was grouchy
Will they ever really count me? probably not I'm way too lousy
Cut to 20 and 2000 now my
Know she wanna top me
In and out field like im micheal Vic
Hustle daily gotta get up and flip
Need all blues sum like Nip
Niggas Actors call em Eddie n
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
a nantucket
Then go get a jar from branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the eddie bauer
out
Let speak my piece just call me Eddie Mr. Big Mouth
Finally found my way don't really wanna hear no lip now
Look I'm on some mayday shit
Call this
alone with this shit
I’m eddie b, I hit the club, I’m going home with ya chick
And I’m not the one to mess around wit’ all that talkidy' talk shit
Hit me
I came by myself
My homie ain't got here yet but I all I needs myself
Eddie got that two for five, you know we staying lit
I don't ever miss, you know
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
call police to bus me up North
Sin-ister the Finisher, they label me a menace and got
Mad when I laughed at the judge durin' sentencing
Not,
ya Glocks when you see Tupac (what?)
Call the cops when you see Tupac, uh (what?)
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel
busy in motherfuckin' '93
Freakin' all the hoes and gettin' plenty pussy
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin' Tom
When you're home
to ever bring a bitch 'round me
'Cause, ain't no nigga like a Young Money nigga
No, ain't no nigga like me
Ya dig
I said I know you see me chilling
it’s hot
People got no chill
When the beat drop
And the money come out
Girls rush in heels
I was on High, no lie
Got fried like the Eddie George Grill
ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow
to see
Tre shot Eddie and blew his
Brains all over me the game ugly
That's how I got the name "Blood Money"
Niggas will kill they best friend all
For
asses
Hear the sound of the blenders and
Daiquiris in glasses
My 4.0 cousin here
I'm asking bout his classes
Gave the kiddos money
Cornerstone Laffy
blindly
Go to ten stores, but you just can't find me
Cause I sold out, that's without a doubt
Cause that's what makin money is all about
So I'm sorry,
(fa-la-la-la)
Your lady thirsty, don't show mercy
She too curvy, controversy
She suck my D, cure her scurvy
She so mad, she Eddie Murphy
Call her mommy
swag I wear my nigga
See you gave up cause you can't run the game
Cause you stand by me and you bounce for me
Call me for Eddie
It's Eddie Bryme Bebe
the bigger my check stub
Call me Mr. Pusherman it's dope in your ears
More money I can cut it get DJ Premiere
You can fly me overseas and the dogs won't
murdered on wax and killed
Mess with me and get your caps peeled
You know ... see ...
Chorus:
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when
hopped up out a frame
Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game
My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King
A Midwest rider like
money is bold
Don't have relations, he like me, I call him my bro
Just to get back to the question, that ain't my nigga, but yeah, we be sexting
Pray for
birth a hustler, I got that pre-work
I got that money coming in like it's pre-birth
A nigga cross me then he end up on a t-shirt
Get on yo feet before you
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