Lyrics:
budget out all ah di cash
Weh fi go fi light bill, weh fi go fi gas
Grocery dun buy and cupboard dun stock
We ah go spend weh we have left and get frass
budget out all ah di cash
Weh fi go fi light bill, weh fi go fi gas
Grocery dun buy and cupboard dun stock
We ah go spend weh we have left and get frass
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy, Pharrell, Bus
Keith Murray, Redman, hitting that
fucked with the lighting
Grabbed me by the thoughts and pulled
Me tight like a kite string
All right
Let's hear it for contestant number one
What's your
the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews
Stack bills on bills 'til my backyards got
yes, I do"
Well, I'll be the teacher if you'll take a chance
And we'll have call for preacher right after the dance
We'll bill and coo
at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz who don't give a fuck
(Look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
(Hey, Grand hustle Bad Boy south lets ride
Horseshit GANG is amateurs
For real, like from a
Real artist's perspective
They are fucking amateurs
They have no idea what they're doing
They just
really don't have time for this...)[beat stops again]
(Let's get... let's get back on schedule, aight?)
[beat switches back]
Aiyyo it's all real, every
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho
I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
4 pint of the red stripe straight to the head-side
One two step let me bop to the best one
On the station bridge by the westside
Bro get the zeg
they hate that they apart from you
Cause
She just rock her body for the bills
Any man here she could have him
Yea, she just want a house in the hills
and wait for you,
To call my number but I don't so look I'm on my way up,
I wish I had a mill for every fake friend,
cnd every lie, I'd be richer than Bill
Sitting here thinking bout' my friendship with you
Yellow hues from the crazy things we would do
Side by side playing in the sand
Blues clues,
the police lights
And I came up real rough, right under the street lights (real rough)
Democrats, Republicans, Mr. President
Mr. Bill Gates, everybody's
can give you all that you need, let's get it now
You don't have to wait on me
Baby put your weight on me
Baby let me talk to you nice with fast lips
bills payed if you
Didn't have to pay for her mistakes
Yeah, and you?, you worry about them
You're terrified and you're scared to move
Like you're
of peeps as him and Lucille
Said no to the green new deal
Job got shanked by white power bill
Now his out in the hospitil
TADA
I have a crush on AOC
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Words by Rebecca St. James & Bill Deaton
Music by Blair Masters
You can have the money, wheel it, deel it, win it all
You can have a lot of fashion,
What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that
I'm find that spot for you, make it drip
Once it get wet enough for me, I'm let it rip
Now
I got them kids going crazy too
All my bills navy blue
Wake up early getting high
Money what I’m running to
Niro live he the truth
I don’t even want
time, I lost confidence
Polarized by my self conflict
Holy ties I feel start to slip
Sober eyes till I feel like shit
Where procrastination take over some
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