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(Creamster on the beat)
(Oh my, it’s the Creamster)

Jersey number 4
Shank the ball out the door
101 is on the floor
She ain’t rappin’ anymore

don't want it
And that goes for a situation, dollar, Or a woman
I ain't on that
Sports mode for a nigga speeding Down the block
Doing 80 through

These some dreadlockers
Drawls fancy than a bitch
Four hundred on some red boxers
Titi fake some back pain and then
It's to the next doctor
Ain't never

forty cals
At the dice game with brand
New hundreds forty thou'
Stay fly work out, all we eat is Halal
You'll never catch 'em dirty cause all
They keep is

asleep
By any means is the same rules I play by
Cause slowin' down ain't no option for me
So I just stay up and write songs all night long
And turn all

Yeah
Yeah

Taking bottles to the face like Tony Parker
Half a million dollars, that can't be your only offer
Writin' 'bout the truth, hope I'm

put on my white tee, ain't no Nike, this another brand

Don't walk around like you the man, I toast him up like Strudelman
Added up politely, get 300

And forget about rain
We only see the dollar sign
It's the new trend to be inhumane
We don't care about people
We don't care about kids
We only care about

Uh huh
Can you turn the headphones up
Just a tad bit
Hey
Been around the way
I ain't a stranger to struggle (Naw)
Pep talks to myself like I'm

posted up on the corner by the 7
Tight grips extended clips black as our complexion
Militant men, machine wessons for protection
Seen stranger things but

got me mesmerized
By the way that she walks
Yeah she got my hypnotized
She's a dream come true
Yeah she makes me come alive
Goddess
Yeah she walks in

handing out no oscar
Million dollar houses, Walk balenci' on the carpet
Feeling like a million ain't enough, Don't get me started
Pain bring rain water

"Yo, ain't that?" He's not that cat
Got that? And he never shot that gat
Clever spot rats, face plate glisten
He got fat and hate for Jake Snake

Illest Motherf**ker Alive

Jay-Z

Watch the Throne [Deluxe Edition]

2011

can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad as Naomi Russell
I mean a lot of niggas got money
So basically, Russell ain't the only Russell
Russell Brand

Cali Dro

Birdman

No Seeds, Vol. 2: Rx Filled

2011

That million dollar top brand

I got that white ivory ice tee
Docters, requestin' dope weed
Blazin' up so much bomb
I gotta baggage on my fly

See

handle it
Say   you don't wanna define we aint gotta brand it
Nothing too outlandish
I don't wanna brandish or be bravado
But you the smooth harmony to my

get paid, speak how I feel
I wake up, murder, death, kill

Stop me by the ATM
I'm about to withdraw five thousand
Little nigga never seen five thousand

Birds

Richie Rich

The Game

2000

till November, I be gone till June
Summer ain't shit if you ain't got the coke
Flipped a drop-top with the all-gold spokes
Oakland gettin' money,

Attracting the fans as they stop and just stare
Yo the cost ain’t a care cus demand it just grew
By lake on some land take the fam on a cruise with the tide

a few
She hearing it first
The demo brand new
22 the debut
Run with the crew crew
I'm dropping it soon
The feeling ain't new
These CFN letters they

Lord, put your hand to the handle of my hoe
Let me make another step, help me go another row
Even know I'm tired, got to try to make a dollar
For my

leaders and they gave us dope (crack)
From the C.I.A. by way of Nicaragua, shipped to Rick Ross, he's the black godfather
Now Oscar Blandon was his known

Blue Porsche
Throw that shit in sport
Two, four
But we ball without no court
Car look like a tank
The brand new crib look like a fort
Know I'm

nobody's whore
I'm pissed the fuck off, and I refuse to listen anymore

Just did half a line
By myself on the metro line
With the booze kicking in my brain