Lyrics:
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a bitch and get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get cho'
It’s true I, gotta take my time, like Usa
Got a different mind like 2Pac
Baby, on her knees no tube sock, Baby
Double D no tube top
I call my lil' nigga
that I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
[ guitar ]
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're
know,
Will my baby weather the storm
Stick around till the weather is warm hey
When the money goes will the honeys stay
When the gray skies replace
'Cause i'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
'Cause I'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
I need some time to ease my mind.
I need some time to ease my mind.
I need some time to ease my mind.
I need some time to ease my mind
(DamnJonBoi)
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Ayy
Man, don't talk me to death, I was taught by the best
Ain't nobody hold my hand, had
Yeah (yeah)
I'm reloaded (I'm reloaded)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I been countin' money so long it make my hands ache
Yeah, hundred round in the trunk,
names that's deceased
I go off my mind and my instinct
Shootin' at the same time, we was in sync
On the same thing, tryna repeat
We was in them whips,
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
world in my eyes
See out the window in my room that I'm hidden inside
I'm just a kid who stays speakin' his thoughts, talkin' his mind
Life a roller
mind keepin you up on them must-have's
Pito pumps, Gucci slouch bags
Now tell me, is that dirty money really that bad?
All my fly bitches like
[Lil' Jon]
There's something I wan't to tell you
cause I know that a brother got needs tonight
I ain't trippin on yo pimpin cause that shits tight
we the flyest so
Kids at home, yo, please don't try this
My hands in my pocket man I'm doing the wop
Lil' mama on her Snoopy Doggy Dogg, she
, money on my mind
I'm just tryna stack it up, pile up all these Leaves
Don't fuck with these lil' bitches, make these Hoes get on their knees
They call me
about time
Lil' mama ride or die, she be on my mind
Baby girl wine fine, she say she all mine
That lil' nigga from Pompano
It's lil Kodak, boy you
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're
to miss, you can't save
Keep my-keep my eyes closed, keep my mind closed, baby
Switchin' time zones, get it right for me, baby
Get my money right,
lies
You cant deny just look me in my eyes
My brother say goodbye
Because nigga you gon die
Lil Jon look terrified
See Jon had told on us the boys
He
Gonna be a shot nigga, yeah I said it what nigga buck nigga
Like Lil Jon I don't give a fuck
I give a God damn if I never sell another milla
I take my
all my money in an hour,
'Cause it's comin' too fast and I'm scared it won't last,
Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance,
Washington (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is (where my
Well I tried to paint my mind
But now I'm stuck here in the middle
Got this scalpel in my hand
I'm operating on this riddle
Got my tongue
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