Lyrics:
jewels and they dancin'
Skippin' school, won't get caught by Mr. Manny
Jumped in the streets and I start taking chances
Ride with big Glocks and these
Run it up, beep ayy, ayy
Ayy, run it up, Lil Boat, run it up
Ayy, K Preme
I fell in love with the money
(doot doot doot doot doot)
I fell in love
they on?)
Call em' Mr. Walk Down
He don't show em' no pity AR got mods put a scope on a smithy
Spin the block out for the one they gone leave lil' bro
or an ogre, or anything bad like that wot was after you,
I’d rip it apart. With my bare fists, I would.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
What a sweet child it is.
beat up, and put in lost and found
Ran this shit up by the mornin'
Lil Jaso comin' through its stormin
Play get popped wit no warning
Im gettin' t'd
myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You see the money and the
The cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really really
myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You see the money and the
The cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really really
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
the money
Get the money
Get the money
Get the money
Only here to get the money
Get the money what I said
Fuck what you said bitch
Please don't get to fucking
cant afford a ring
They clap for me now they'll soon get bored of me
Stop all that crying. O lil poor ol me
I should of listened to the OGs that came
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a bitch
Why would I trust
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I
they see me gettin' money
Now they blowin' up my phone
Lil' bitch I'm in my zone
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil' bitch, lil' bitch I'm in my
Lil
I'm back,
Mr F.E.N.G
Take me back, when I was,
dreaming about the SRT.
Dreaming about a crib,
by the N.R.E
Who you fucking with,
I got my A.R.M.Y
But
shinin' like a star, this what money do
I left the club wit'cha broad, this what money do
This what money do, get you some hater
I'm flickin' on you
And try make the feds flash
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bullshit I'm gon skip and try to go get the money grip)
Okay, you niggaz kill me in
So fuck y'all!
[Chorus]
I get money from music, Kinda like to spend-spend
When I hit the town, I know they gonna let me ends in
But these other
shit like the seashore
Who tryna talk to me online, laugh at 'em
Shut the fuck up, lil bro, go get some capital
When I'm on the mic you should quit, it's
nigga?
Lil Miiir made this beat he get jiggy nigga
You a bitch ass nigga fuck out my face nigga
Who want smoke?
Bitch it's two time
Run the fade nigga
If I
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!
'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
against us or you with us (Lil' bitch)
Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)
Mini-14, I was 17 first time I shot it
Nigga, I was on Glenfair
Yo, 'Law
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
Yeah
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, ya know I'm sayin'?
the streets, up in these streets
Them niggas call me Mr. Clean
Bitch, I'm shiny with this beam
Got ice, you keep me clean
Nigga, know I got that money
Bitch,
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