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Wooo
Wooo
Money First turn up
All my niggaz got it
All my niggaz get it
We all living
All my niggaz getting plenty paper we alright
Big rocks in my

She moving like a rover
She wanna manova me
Everyday i go chasing

She moving like a rover
She wanna manova me
Everyday i go chasing the papers
Now

Prescription meds or ecstasy
In the kitchen in the trailer
Cooking meth like lemme be
And tell that bitch I ain't no trick not enough cake for the click to eat

paper is what i need)
(Too many fakes is what I see yeah yeah)

They say they want a new Barbii I had to go to the kitchen
(Oh yeah)
Got two chicks they

You know how we do it
Cge gang shit
Cash getting entertainment
Uh I said run up my paper
I run up a check game time
Bitch you know I'm the best
Catch

(ya mean) china white (ya mean)
Drink of purp (ya mean) smoke purp (ya mean)
Brown bag (ya mean) paper tag (ya mean)

My G's up (ya mean) g's up (ya

Came in this earth with a mission
Mission is to get it
So I keep getting it
Flipping these chickens
My wrist is whipping
When in the kitchen

smile? Shippin' bowls from LA to the NAP, Makin
That paper pound Step inside my kitchen, I got Onions, cuties
Sellin' out Step inside my kitchen, I got

a real rapper all these bitches love my shit 
Watch me in the kitchen I be whipping up da shit My brudda in the kitchen yeah he whipping up a brick 

She

Yea it is what it is

Man I came a long way
Had to struggle all day
Searching in the kitchen
Got nothing on the plate

So when I heat the streets
I

the trap" (it's ya boy Yo Gotti)
I have wet dreams 'bout my kitchen, I got trust issues with my bitches
Every gun inside my city, it got switches, I'm not

the movemеnt
It's clear to see we the best to do this
Polo match my own hat
Independent with the merch
Naked women cookin' chicken in the
Kitchen while I work

Rocky...

Ouu,ouu,ouu!
My teachers,My bitches,my chickens in kitchen,
Aye look at me teachers,aye look at me bitches,
Aye look at me,look at me,look at me

on in the kitchen (Yea)
Can't worry about him while I'm racking up digits
I'm rocking this Cartier hurting my vision (Damn)
Came from the bricks I'm

way

Papers say you’re gone, I don’t believe it
thought I saw you standing in the distance
I don’t quite remember our last conversation
wish I wrote

po
Know they creeping on the low Low
Looking out for the rock rn
Looking out for the rock rn
In the kitchen with a blender
Mix it up hit it hard with

of paper
A melody you can't forget
There's a song left in this kitchen
And a tear left in that couch
Ya there's things you can't take out of this house

That

Catching paper like I'm a mitten
Chilling wit my angles
That's all I need
I bet they listen
I swear my heart ice cold
Ain't no room up in this kitchen

I

Stay in the kitchen but can't touch the bread
Aye
That bitch trippin she can't touch my funds
Imma hit it and run
Let's go
Turning her on now I'm losing

She Say that she gone ride for me
Shit girl I doubt it
Soon as the paper dry up
She gone take off like an Audi
Claiming you bout the business
Yo

from Iraq
Spend the paper and I'll make it right back
Know some killers that stay in the trap
Always up ain't got time to relax
Ballplayers always stay

Yeah
Keep that shit low-key, Tay
Yeah
You meet the right plug, nowadays it make you rich

Yeah
You need to chase the paper, same way you chase a
Yeah

been busy chasing paper, baby, I ain't chasing hoes
Let a n***a try to run up on me
I'ma have to expose in the kitchen
Then yo mama tell you not to touch

tjuan to good in the kitchen

I ain't worried bout a hater ,cuz  my mind too stuck, on' get me some paper
I'ma pop out with it on and I'm ballin'
R.I.P.