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You banging the wall
On some prisoner shit
I'm banned from the mall
I was dealing and shit
You makin 'em nod
I'm keepin em lit

Fuck out my kingdom I

Ice Cream Paint Job

Dorrough

Dorrough Music

2009

cream, ice cream paint job

Whoa!
Clean on the outside, cream on the inside, ice cream paint job (paint job)
Got screens on the dash, watchin' Saved By

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

addicted to money

(Hey)

I'm addicted to money

(Yeah)

I'm addicted to money

(Hey)

I'm addicted to money

Born makin' money, I growed up in the hood

Imma empty the clip
I got racks up in my pocket I been servin' up bricks
I love makin' money I ain’t lovin' no bitch
If O-Smitty in the Stu then we

I ain't Tony Stark but I keep that iron man
Put that boy in a web like I'm Spider-Man
I be pullin' these hoes like a fireman
'Cuz I stay makin plays

dare you to try and erase it
Lord of the cadence I'm praying I make it and stay there
Never go blind by the rays of the shine that I'm chasing

Get money

Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money

Webbie

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

ain't makin no money, ya'll ain't makin no money
Ya'll ain't really doin nothin, ya'll ain't thuggin, ya'll stuntin
Ya'll ain't makin no money, ya'll

Windows down, jammin' old school
The dash lit up, them fools throwin' dirt on my name, makin' shit up
Laugh it off, never sweat it
Raw footage, no edit
You

distractions
Hit the stage n tear it up, I need that money off the backend
Dirty money in my pockets n it's makin' me clean
Got me steppin' on they necks, I

Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money

Webbie

Savage Life 2

2008

[Chorus]
Y'a'll ain't makin' no money, y'all ain't makin' no money
Y'all ain't really doin' nothin', y'all ain't thuggin', y'all stuntin'
Y'all ain't

mood (mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (in her mood, she in her mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (she in her mood)
She lit, get money too (like)

Clean (clean)
Cleanin’ up (yeah)
Cleanin’ up yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Clean (clean)
Cleanin’ up (yeah)
Yeah yeah, ugh
Ya phony on god (yeah)
Don’t call me

goddamn money on me
Pockets so fat it don't make no sense
Whips so clean don't need no tints
Watch so bright I don't need no light
You know every word,

cream, ice cream paint job

Whoa!
Clean on the outside, cream on the inside, ice cream paint job (paint job)
Got screens on the dash, watchin' Saved By

niggas we poppin them bands and we blowing doe ,

Shawty to lit an she bussin it open picking all the money up off the floor ,

She getting that bag, think

super clean, Fraud keep hitting that shit money fiend
I aint sipping that shit, that red be looking pink
I just been makin' that money so much, I got

Wanna Be a Baller

Michael Watts

Sittin' Fat Down South: Platinum Collection

2003

the HIIIGHWAY making money the FLYYYY WAY
But there's got to be a BETT ER WAYY!
A better way  better way  YEAH AHHHH

I'ma    baller  I'ma twenty inch crawler

gotta get it by any means
Ice on my arm (Arm)
Ice on my bitch (Bitch)
Look at my arm it's lit like a bic (Bic, bic)
Got the keys like Khaled shit
I'm so

Shawty yeah she wild wild
Hit then I leave it
Yea bitch been lit
yeah cum then I clean it
Yeah she coming, she coming, she wild, she wild
My money my money

'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out

black
Baddies all lit in the back
Got it lit like that
Got it lit like that
That’s why we do em like that
Had to do em like that
Had to do em like that

lit
Lost my mind all in a minute
This shit might go bad I'll tell it
We in the city ain't it life? Like a couple who choosy
I was makin' the best

Man this beat's so lazy
And I've been so wavy
Drink by drink, going a little crazy
And I'm lit so early
I just want a bag and the game toe tagged
Smoke