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nina, my little bitch
Cause a nigga ain't soft
I fuck around and break every nigga in your hood off
Somethin' proper 'cause I can't be caught slippin'
Monster's gon' tear it up

On her face Neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look Latina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all
I may be crazy, but I ain't no fool 
I live my life by the golden rule 
That money can't buy everything it's true 
Yeah, but what it won't buy, I
[Talking] B.G. 
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means 

Verse: 1 
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar 
I ain't touching
You know what west coasts niggas is gon' tell me?
This is too west coast.

Doing my own thing
And if you got a problem with that
Then the Nina go
All of this and I'm still the man
Thought of this when I was just a fan
But all this money wasn't in the plan
Now it's all about them Benjamins
Ballin'
all about them Benjamins
Ballin' hard and you in the stands
All this money I'm a business man
Out of all these niggas I'm the realest man

What's
All of this and I'm still the man
Thought of this when I was just a fan
But all this money wasn't in the plan
Now it's all about them Benjamins
Ballin'
(Tech Nina, let's get it)
Mama told me get it and I did
Make a beautiful livin' for my kids
Man, I'm really in love with my gig
Wasn't always
bout money, money)
(Ayo macho, check it)
You ain't sayin' nuthin'
(If it ain't bout money, money)

I gotta pocket full of Benjamins and I'm so cold
G]How many [C]ti-[D]imes have you heard someone [G]say:
"If I had his [D]money, I would [C]do things my [G]way."
But little they [D]know, that it's
[Talking] B.G. 
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means 

Verse: 1 
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar 
I ain't touching
my niggas doing time, behind that money baby

Yeah! Here we are in this world of riches
I only see the money, surrounded by all these bitches
Somebody'll find your brains on the fuckin' kitchen sink about

[Chorus]
(Money)
Dead presidents, Big paper
(For the Money)
Benjamins, Skyscrapers, My
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
what
Yo we from the show me get my money put a pay up
Got on my Five-O Ones and my gritter posture
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her
)
(ayo macho, check it)
You ain't sayin' nothin' (if it ain't bout money, money)

I gotta pocket full of Benjamin's n I'm so cold
My neck froze like
ice
You ain't know who Jacob was so I showed you twice
When it was (All About the Benjamins) I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's supposed to,
rock in all kinds of spots
Calling all the shots
And y'all knows how we get down
My beliefs is being dolla bill seeker
And a Benjamin keeper
Don't
and Benjamin's, soldiers was here
You know it's lit 'cause you know we was there
And oh yeah, we don't care
Throw a gun in the sky get ya money and slide
But keep
tens (hoo) 

Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men 
Now my divi-dends be the new Benjamins (uh-huh) 
Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon
So why you quit fuckin' with the nine? 

I got love for nina g but she won't fit in my motherfuckin' top

Don't you know that nigga prod and hav
rock in all kinds of spots
Calling all the shots
And y'all knows how we get down
My beliefs is being dolla bill seeker
And a Benjamin keeper
Don't
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm

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