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the keys to the doors in the coliseum
I tell dames place cause I'm riding drama free
My money increase when I slice for the cheese

You neggas petty always

Settle down ?
You can't be my wife
She got a good brain
Good top, good head
Went to college, that's your major, ain't it ?
Go wherever that I'm celebrated

Fendi socks kicking shyt on a beach 
U can tell by da shyt on my feet 
Imma drip all da way to my knees
Satillete n imma selling OG
Satillete imma reach

a plan for a ranch
So a kid wit a dream
Get a good nights sleep
And a good meal to eat
So he works and he saves
All the money that he's paid
Got a loan

be waiting for you to be by my side

Melt in my arms
Seep through my skin
Love me darling like you said you would
Prove to me that your word is good

going four for four
Pull up to the party, pop out all four doors
Don't got plenty friends, I could use four more
If you're really down, we'll be good for

be codependent
Won't keep enabling you my hand I won't keep lending
The money's accumulated in my pockets elated stimulated
Every breath is celebrated

of me, ah, mm
I know she always warn me bout' the fakes
Cause they can come to you one by one

Don't get caught up by the money and the fame
Cause you can

thee a flaming sword
Through Sea of Spheres

The Nine gates await
My entrance through them all
I fear for my flesh
But for my Spirit more

I wander

Going to work yeah
Say that I'm searching
For a reason to live
More than money can give


Got my liver drowned
Down on the weekend
Don't let me

The Yearn

The Lost Boyz

Legal Drug Money

1995

style
My crew is buckwild
We been in this game for awhile

Smokin cheebas, the liquors
The condoms, the ass

It's the cheebas, them liquors

boys. 
Every since 18 I been about cream. 

So when I say get money it's by any means. 
Forever Living Young till my last dream. 
I swear to god I put

Leave the Lights On

John Prine

Lost Dogs & Mixed Blessings

1995

hitchin'
To the Aluminum convention
I had such good intention
Keep your cotton pickin' fingers off
My song poem
And leave the lights on till your baby

stressing
Taste like sugar for inside tea
And i'd like you to bring my ring
Bring my ring oh
Shey you go duro if i no get money
Yes baby yes baby yes
Tinba

State of Grace

Talib Kweli

Gravitas

2014

daughter got is "Love & Hip Hop"
Nowadays niggas turn up for the sex
Niggas turn up for the money, never turn up for the movement
Ratchet reality stars

Waiting

Kingdom Come

Too

2000

You and I can only pray
For a sign to come to show our way

For a sign to come, my love
Nothing we can do - ooh
Take good care and don't look back

Verse One: Puff Daddy, KRS-One

Hear the sound of my money machine
See the 600 Benz see the chrome rims gleam
See the teacher KRS and the Puff Daddy
See

on the money man
Anything for the zaka fam
Feed my passion and give it fire man

Swim good with the big sharks 
Phandi zaka with the mic son
Time to take up

Right On

Sons Of Slum

The Complete Stax-Volt Soul Singles, Vol. 3: 1972-1975

1994

God know that's alright, yes
Some of us were born
With money to spend
Some of us were born
For races to win
Some of us are aware
That it's good

Fuck the police 
Fuck
Fuck the police
(Fuck twelve)
My time is very valuable
I could neva allow you to get under my skin
By lying again and fuckin up

changed was
Suspicion in my head
Was I relieved at my naive display
Put to rest a question I never could explain
You could fool me for a hundred years
But

always did before
You demanded nothing else
Than you ever save yourself
So what am I frightened for
You were the one
To lead the way
Never fooled by

Cum in my throat
Call me your whore
My self esteem
Exists no more
You call me "good girl"
And you watch me puke
You grow erect
While you perform

yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Answer my calls, Nobel

Bitch, I would die for respect I am so real, I'm as real as it gets
Run me my