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haffi mek, oh yeah
She wanting all my love, all my love
And she say she like my cheese, all my cash
And she really like my moves, how I floss on my last

way and I ain't ever lost it
Run up the cash roll up the gas don't even talk 
Man you be smoking that trash
Fit so clean
Fit so clean
I want the RAF

my ho pop beans
Big clip knock him out the damn scene
(I really like to use cash)
Dirty sticks, but I hop out so clean
My life like a movie, yours

I'm beating it up like I'm Tyson
She sucking me clean like a Dyson
I'm going back to my old ways
Fuck it, I think that they like it
Rolling up all

ways 




My bro be trapping getting fein money 


My other bro be yamming getting that automatic machine money


But it ain’t nothing like that clean

the ceiling, yeah
I got burners in the basement
Money in the mattress
Yo look at their faces, taste it
Yeah I'm nasty right
But my bapes so clean and white
Look

for my arrival.
Keep it clean, keep it pure, keep it ital.
Jah mi praise nah bow down to idol.
Life after death i think it's suicidal.
Return like

Amazing
Amazing
My bank account clean it up
Baby girl throw down
Baby she know what's up
I'm a real nigga gone hold you down
We throwing and throwing

Yeah
And I said
Let by gones be by gones 
But shawty bad, she got my mind wrong 
I said let me put some miles on it 
Bet her face look better with

away from fate
(Smoke!)
Trappin' out my homie's McMansion
Meet me by the gate
(Money)
Catch me breakin' down this plate
Me and shorty smoke the shake

You're too fly, I ain't gonna lie, know you wanna live with me
Been on top, I been runnin' my thing Fendi got me lookin' all clean, flexin
Baby bling, they

my manners (Yeah)
I drive by in foreign, I'm not off no xanax (Uh)
I do this all sober, so I count up paper (Cash)
I got me a show, know I rock it out

folding
Let my soul in
Down by two hit the three
Always look for me
Gotta eat my cake when I have it and that’s word to B
Wake up every morning brush teeth

Gold Rush

Snoop Dogg

Tha Doggfather

1996

into the sunset
Tryna reach my destiny fast
It's these two bags of cash
.44's cocked, I ain't making no more stops
'Til I hit the spot, I made it

ain't by mistake
If she wanna leave
Just know I ain't saving her
No I don't want no cape
Tryna feed my fam I ain't got no time I got too much on my plate

Conspiracy Theory

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence
For death, you do it by yo God-damn self

[Scarface]
He gettin clean, so we gave him a job
Had the whole

bring up my name
I don't even wear that shit they wear
I come through Louis, A1, they clean
She fucked him for some to get back
But I'm like, "Shh,"

in my hand
I'm about to take up
I live drunk and take up
'Cause I'm all about my paper
Dancin' on that stack, it's pesos
All I make is cash
All I

pretty clean
All my homies hit me up "big dog, wanna sip some lean?"
All these diamonds shining on my neck, I can make you blind
I love money more than

come fuck with the plug

I stay mind fuckin' bitches, baby, give me the cash
I'm still haunted by my past, bullets shattered the glass
Them shells

mopped, I clean up my shit
My lil' bro got shot, I felt like I got hit
All my dogs brought sticks, told 'em I got this
Gotta take those risks, we abide

just like it
Poin up cc by the fo' I need another one just like it
Candy drippin clean off the doe I need another one just like it
New real estate by

Before all these moments was up in the scene
I sleep by the day, my nights couldn't dream
My hands getting dirty, I tried to stay clean
I couldn't afford

snakes close by, I can feel it in my gut
Got my junk in the front of the foreign
Don't really do old schools to me that shit boring
Y'all all the same,