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Boy!

CHORUS
She pressure, she bad
When you had her, didn’t know what to do with her now you in your bag
You mad, big mad (LET’S GO!)
You should be,

that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies

don't know how to stall
No over night boy it's been a long haul
Wanna buy out the stores when I shop at the mall
And I love to make jingles want plaques

Never ever let 'em see the money 'less they pay (alright)
Niggas havin' beef, I hope they pray
Cactus Jack me up and down head to toe
Make sure

and a homo
Put that shit in slo-mo
I'm a give that man a blow blow
I'm a Bad Boy and I wanna be punished
Gag me
Bound me
Make me feel lots of joy
I'm in the in

afford a mistake these days
All of my favorite girls miss Drake these days
Please don't take offense to my ways

'Cause I need drug money
Who got drug

Money on the Side

Hopsin

No Shame

2017

let just go and get this over with!
Hm, well alright!

She tryin' to make a little money on the side
Eye on the prize
She out there whorin', she's

Hook It Up

R. Kelly

Double Up

2007

like her, act like her, partner let me hook it up

[Huey]
Its your boy Huey

Kellz I see you pimpin' in the club with the baddest chick
If she got

a green, red, blue, money gettin' kind of day (uh)

Tell me if I overstep, Prozac
Might just make a rack and then I'd spend it on a plaque
I need that

on flights
Nonstop
Know the price
Buy, shop
Like Hibachi
Flame tops
Straight to money
Chop, chop
Hop on flights
Nonstop
Know the price
Buy, shop
Like Hibachi

a whole lot of those
Couple pounds
Make them niggas come wipe ya nose
Heard they watching
Well lemme just strike a pose
Get that money flex up
Boy this how

A lot of people ask
Me stupid fuckin' questions
A lot of people think that what
I say on a record
Or what I talk about on a record
That I actually do

I'll make you say you love me after this lovey-dovey
I don't want your money, it's not about the money
I got what you need, it's a one, two thing,

distraught
Teach her that thing that you taught
I told my mama to love me a lot
I'm up by a nail like a fuckin' robot
See what I see like cyclops
My body

Verse 1:

What a day what a month what a year
Got a lot of gain and I made it hella clear
Never can contain what I say when im hear
cnd the money

Ay bruh
Ay I think we made it
I think we made it

Ok we made it, uh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ok we made it, uh
Them boys sayin, don't be playin
At the top

All the Same

Bubba Sparxxx

Dark Days, Bright Nights

2001

sweepin, seekin 'He who hold stock'
Ay, run tell shawty, cut off, close shop
I told them boys down there, homes in the van was a NARC
Tell 'em "Naw we

Ruthless

Jay Critch

F.N

2019

love, that be gang shit
And if they let me in the game, I'ma change it
Ain't a lot of niggas say ever basic
Pop it, I'ma stain, Balmains and some Bape

And my mental on money all day
Had to slow down make a salat (Yeah)
And Alhamdullilah cuz I came from a lot
Niggas tryna threaten me, talking bout shots

how that shit go

I don't know why niggas envy me
I gotta get it by any means
A lot on my mind it's too many things
I ain't come down in forever now

MC Hammer

Gucci Mane

Teflon Don

2010

a nut, then I'm back to thinkin' money
My wrist froze, my mind blow, I'm off slow, my eyes closed
You gotta judge a man by his principles
Teflon Don, I am

platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
Take the studio with me
Set up shop in the telly
I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly

finish our free shot if not then she's a thot
Tell em bring it by the block boy that shit is hot
Cross you off an go outside
Come on tour I'll be your

U win some u lose some
Time to take the bull by the horns
Ya lips will never touch
Unless u counting millions
Those that never thought I'll make it
Oh