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of your life
I just need you to sign right here, alright
Before we go, gotta make sure the cars running
Oh shit, reckon you could lend some gas money?
Just

something on the cock
He just tried to ride out I do something on his car
Stacking money to the ceiling cause I'm something like a star
You a broke lil nigga

Written By: Toni Clay, Ervin Nicholson III, Nicholas Nicholson
Aye turn me down a lil bit
Nigga know how we finna rock out
Aye turn me up
Lil baby

Ruthless

Jay Critch

F.N

2019

started getting too close
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive

New drip, had to pick up

Always Strapped [Remix]

Lil Wayne

New Orleans Nightmare, Pt. 8

Santana, ya dig (Ay!) 
Let me talk to em. Let me get em. 
I make big money 
I drive big cars 
I smoke big blunts I don't need to hit y'alls. 
I'm higher

thinkin’ ‘bout endin’ me
Tentatively speakin’
I’m tired of these internet gangstas
Just sendin’ memes
Got a lil folder in my car
So, I ain’t gotta reach if

We Don't Care

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high

get five seconds
Then go ahead and take it
You think by hatin' on me
That yo dumb will make it
Sit the fuck down lil bitch
You couldn't shake it
Yea I

stretch my money like a limousine
ya gal hooked on me like nicotine
when I pull up to the show I'm in 16 cars
16 ice,and 16 stars
yeah I'm spittin game

to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got

too much shit I can't afford
I got big problems that I can't avoid
She a down bitch 'til she go to court
She gon' save her money when she in

the room
If I rev her engine Ima go vroom vroom
Hit the room and I go toot toot
Put you in a cup sip you like lemonade
Money clean sharp like a boosie fade

the stimmy drip around neck so you gotta wipe me down like Boosie you know I had to stunt like Bruce Lee cause nigga never had nothin so you know when I get

normal, 
Run my money up and go back broke I do that every summer, 
You got motion and a low number better stack it for a fumble, 
I be doing numbers like I

when you get inside my car (mhm)
Have some etiquette, lil' bitch, you with a star (mhm)
Head so good, she could eat ice cream with a straw (mhm)
I'm

Shit I been doin' my thing
Swervin' from lane to lane oBN

To be honest, I be thuggin' by my lonely
Niggas be hatin' so I keep
This thirty stick

ain't gettin' money yo' lil' lyin' self
Get a hundred thousand dollar check and spend it by myself
Bitch, don't miss this jet, I'll get in it by myself

Don't Stop Rappin'

Too Short

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: The Player Years, 1983-1988

1993

don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke

princess

Got everything i wrote down on my wish list
I left Willyville , cant say i miss this
My baby momma became my wife and my mistress
Screwed over by

me up from zero
And if that mean I'm stitch that mean you like lilo
I say girl be by my side, I need a shoulder to lean on
And girl don't push my

you right now
Take a trip, it's a vibe for a minute
Live life overdrive for a minute
Let's get by for a minute
We ain't done till to we finished
Take

easy got boring
Punch in, no warrant
(Ay let me get one)
Cus' I'm locked in with shit
I don't need no hook
Told me one way, I don't go by the book
Came

up and hit it real quick
It's lit, heck, I don't fear 'em but need to move slick

Ooh shit, I'm lil Boosie to all your bullshit
Your bitch pussy be

I missed alot of things just
After I ran by them
You smoking on shit you shouldn't boy
I hope you get that
This bitch don't love you boy
I hope you