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And them 10's and them 20s
them 20's them 50's them 100's
She gone regret if she pass up on me
I'm gone shoot at her friend and I tell her to run it
Baby

Hernandez in 81 years with a kick stand
Rappers OG but really so soft
With they Michael Jacksons hands
So I slap they nose off

Seeing those 20s and 10s i’m

I'm finna pop off baby 
Ain't nobody gon be holding my weight 
Keep it 100 I'm keeping it straight 
Making these 20s these 50s these hundreds so all

Niggaz Talking Bout If It Ain't Bout Money
I Like 5 10 & 20's I Love 50's & 100's
I Don't Do This Shit For Fun & I Don't Play Not For Nothing
Said I Just

Niggas gettin' mad by the way that I'm flexin'
Diamond on my neck look the way it hittin'
Just bought a wraith to my momma
I said that's what you want, she

Okay kool
Youngin' ‘bout his business.
Young Hustle Young Money, 
Youngin got the vision.
Listen up.
Counting 20s never was enough I had to switch it

to myself and let go of all my toxic ways
Do anything for check, Gotta go get me some money
How much you willing bet, 20's or 50's or hunnids
I want the chain

rock, lean, snap
We could take it out to Houston where the rides all glossed up
Anybody I'm standin' beside's all bossed up
Burglar minded they say I'm

rock, lean, snap
We could take it out to Houston where the rides all glossed up
Anybody I'm standin' beside's all bossed up
Burglar minded they say I'm

on money on money
I want it all I need it all
I'm chasin' money on money on money
I want it all I need it all (Yeah, yeah)
It can be 20s and 50s and 100s

Bad, Bad, Bad

Kool Moe Dee

Funke, Funke Wisdom

1991

to get it back
And when the night was over I took his girl home
I dimmed the lights and showed her that I was bad..

[ VERSE 3 ]
Now I'm in my 20s with

longer know my place
So I stopped and I thought
Oh I'm feeling just a little lost
(My my my)
My 20's are killing me slow
Look down on my world vertigo
Am I

Lift keep them 20s and 10s
45 Times 6
Push ups in this bitch
Put them up
Lift bench press from the chin
Didn't come for that goofy shit
I'm on swole

the ratchet girls wanna  have fun
Cause your 20's only come by once
Listen up you ain't the one (Hell Nah)
I tried that good girl thing 
But the ratchet girls

Early in my 20's
And I'm lost
I've been tryna find my way
I just wonder what it cost
So I go and get some loans
Just to fund my education
So I can

I make it

Countin' up the 10s and the 20s (and the 20s)
Countin' up the 50s and the benjis
(and the benjis)
A lot dead prez in the body bag (body

is for sho
Tami like 18
But that is to close
I like all my women
In 20s and grown
Ruby can get it
Might talk about Rose

Mix Tycora with quando
We

Chucked in the deep end
Just living for the weekend
No matter how hard I try
I'm just barely scraping by

A 9-5 so I'm able
To put food on the table

Huh
Shwave
Yea
Niggas talking, it's getting out of pocket
I don't leave the house if I'm not making a profit
Getting fly by myself, ain't no stylist

I’m sick of singing ‘bout the good old days, I’m
Sick of singing about how we used to sleep together
We’d judge our best friends by the food they

a couple assists
I'm in a foreign surrounded my bricks
You on the floor surrounded by sticks
You want some more, you gonna get it
On 22s, a word

one dirty
Always on the drugs
Heard she popping 30's
She popping in her 20's
Washed out by 30
All about her money
Don't listen
But she heard me
You

head call it Bart

And the day's right now ay
I can't fail
I'm about my dollar bills
Got my bands up
Now she wanna chill
She spent her 20s in the hills

through the 20s and the hunnids
Got them racks blue niggaz always hating cuz we stunting
In the backroom shawty gave me head till I nutted
Like a vacuum