Lyrics:
they can never take the game from a young G
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin money
I'm gettin money
Damned if I don't, and damned
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
with your bulls***lies boy
I'm too f****** fly boy
I be in the sky boy
Bet you wanna hitch a ride boy (Yeah!)
I'm the s***
Gotta sign a contract to f
Wake your punk ass up for the
Two double oh five brother
Young Money, the future
Hot boy in the building
Rock hard, hard rock hard body
Got it in
young ni**a attitude, like f**k it
Still tryna make it out the bucket
Light feather all time low still
Tryna figure out how the f**k he finna duck it
Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher
So
money to go around
Tell she cute but I ain't aroused
Keep the s**t real and she won't complain
Bet she'll say it if she feel the same
All that bull s**t I
And we roll up that dower
Mo' money, mo' power
And we roll up that dower
Legends in the making
Young Khalifa, where the don Khalifa?
When in every
popping they top
I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B-I-G and one for Pac
N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them
F*** all that bulls*** b****
I ain't even f****** around for this one
Ahhh
Yo
It's like this...
Your b**** your prized possession
Ima take her I'm
This music shit gon blow and imma give it what I know
I’m wit my day ones
F**k it I’ll do it on my own
I gotta do this s**t so a young n***a he could
of lobbies
B****es overnight it, what you know 'bout it?
T-Raww whip out, tap out
I got 'em all hooked like drugs
And all them tryin' to f*** with a young
really want to peel `em
Dog, I knew they were scareless
`Cause my brother Snoop told us
So f*** the money and the dope that they punk-a** owe us
Now
***** around
Turn me up in this b****
See me in da club, all a f*** n**** do is mug
Mad cuz a n**** came up
Nuck if you buck that's how a n**** grew up
Got money
jumpin'
My man always jumping in the gym
No basketball though
Jumping out da gym'
Jumping out da gym
No Clyde Drexler, money jumping out da gym
Jumping out
baby you knew this
But VA where I moved in
Started crankin' round the bridge
On that two shit
Young nigga and I'm back on that bull shit
Jordan left
a DOPEBOY
Lookin like money everytime I flow by
Haters hatin on me i don't know why
Cause I'm come from da bottom
Were da sun don't shine
Pops died young so I
switching phases
I'm faded
Thumbing through this money
Like I'm flipping pages
Somewhere surrounded by some real ones
Man I feel the safest
All this bull shit
Please let the young man grow
Please let the young man grow
Please let the young man
Me pri enya me dier
Nyansa yi woko agya wo dier
Man I get ten
And if you got money
You shakin' it
(Da booty) C'mon everybody, just heed
That's word to Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed
(Da booty) And if you is a
Crook
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Bass
damn, damn girl you know you got it going on,
You can see by the way that she walking
You so fine that your
all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, n**** what's up?
You run up with that bulls*** I'll f*** yo' a** up
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x2]
You
all dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, n**** what's up?
You run up with that bulls*** I'll f*** yo' a** up
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x2]
You
my name, n****?)
(Who'da thought this wouldn't, beeeee)
(Everybody with me say)
[Ja Rule]
Holla!! I'm back
Anyone with good sense bet on that
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