Lyrics:
to sellin raps, name your theme
My rise to the top, floatin on this cream
Who the hell want to stop me, I hated those who doubt me
A million ReFugees with
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
I was wondering
What you see in me?
Is this for real because I'm losin' it here for you and me
Hear myâ?¦ want myâ?¦ try my everything
You've
TLC know they love Scrubs
I fuck Left Eye in the passenger seat of my man VW Bug
Wanna G Alliyah
But Mya look flyer
BIG said she looked scary but I'd
the back of the hand
Be slappin' the hell out of hoes because I can
Prostitute, I want my loot
And I don't give a fuck about your broke-ass man and
Y'all
designer, is that a fire?
Remember Mya?
I'm awkward with chopsticks, I'm like
Oh, ("shit")
Oh, ("shit")
Oh, ("shit")
It's for my dummies who front
Riding round gettin' dough
Yuup
Later on still countin' ends
Got your girlfriend wetter than a fountain is
All she want is a young nigga gettin' it
Take
remember days I ain't have nice shit
And I remember days riding bikes back then
Dough came home, nigga that's my kin
Rochambeau'd for my life, I'm like
Nigga
Where's all my soul sistas?
1. Let me hear ya flow, sistas.
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
(Uh)
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow
betta get that dough, sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
If you wanna gitchie, gitchie, ya-ya
of diamonds
Drivin' with my leg out of my sunroof whilin'
Watchin' those right turns
They want me to by groceries and hosieries
Plus the want to know the Deez,
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who the fuck want Them problems
Get a brick
Bust a bitch
Hustle zips and we mobbin
Make a bitch
Take a trip
Set up tricks and we
me),you can't change me
'Cause I'm be a player for life (cause I want you to be my sugar daddy)
Ah-yo excuse me miss, how do you do, you're probably
know, let me know baby, baby)
Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
[Missy]
If you want me, where's my dough?
Give me money,
for you to love me
If you're feelin' like I do then I know you want it too
It don't take nothin' for you to spend a little dough
It don't take
free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey!
I got money on my mind
I'm just tryna get some dough
I ain't picking up my line
Unless it's money on the phone
Gotta get it on the daily all I want
You gotta have cash to knock on my door
I make the block hot I bring out the dough
I bring out the yo i bring out the dro
I make the block hot when
I
blame it on that dough
All my homies getting money on a low
Them been dey chance us now they wanna come close
Right now say the boy is on a roll
They say
the real thing
You the one I want
You the one I want (Baby)
You the one I want
You the one I want (Baby)
Pretty as a picture
Painted by the stars
You
shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out
shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out
the jump
If she can't roll joints then she rollin up a blunt, uh
If we can't smoke I don't want to go
If it ain't 'bout dough I don't want to know
Walk in
These girls just want me 'cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go (what?)
He pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles
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