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I see that when the money came that's when the women changed
Fascinated by lexus and gold chains luxury cars conversating with
Movie stars now they
yeah
We gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the street
Swim through this motherfucker
Busta-Bus now, now, now

[Busta Rhymes]
Hop
Made a big snowstorm on the 4th of July
And drunk the waters in the atlantic ocean til that shit was dry
I was makin' money before washington was put
Father, who art in heaven, hallowed by Thy money. They kingdom come...money, They will be done...money, on Earth as it is in money. Give us this day our
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time

Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
Listen close
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time

Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
Listen close
the ocean
Put your hands on me and your hands gettin' broken
When I hit the scene it's like a goddamn explosion
Find me out surrounded by some shooters
the money, nigga 

So what's the beef to this? 

Enough cheese for Brat, never endin' G's 

Hundred thousand dollar bills by the stack 

The weak
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
the Machine, flyin over the Atlantic ocean 

with the potion 



Chorus: cool Keith 



Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway 

What y'all
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time

Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
Listen close
sucker for his money 
It's so funny 
Cars ride by, with the boomin' system 
Sayin, "Leave him alone, my man already dissed him" 
Now I'm
I Mr. Thanksgiving
Its for the money this time

Howdy do motherfuckers its Weezy Baby,
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta toke the cannon.
Listen close
the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed of being a fuckin' Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain't listen?
I
by then these faggots probably be done killed me
I tell my son, keep it real, give why'all niggas each a bill
So what's the deal, niggas why'all know
money, I bungee until the cord breaks; (sssss!)
Thinkin' that I might be the one that's in the Lord's way. (I might be!)
Am I the bad that's provokin'
I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try
with the gavels, look em' right up in they face
While a nigga under oath, plead the fifth, then ask if I can smoke
Burnin' dirty money but I keep

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