Lyrics:
the same old two step
While Omegas doin' the same old Q step
I had my money on my mind
I was thinkin' green
She a pledge, AKA, she was pink and green
I want
chupa
Então desce do salto
Empilho esse money
Beck bolado na seda honey
Eu não colo com esse broke
Sempre com a mob de quebra no baile
Visão turva
road
But we gonna make it out that bottom
40 pt on a baby k
Cuz I'm feelin like I'm Pablo
Safari aniamls in the backyard
Grazing by thegritto
Soul, bumpin' "2Pacalypse Now"
The revolution's here (yeah)
No one can lead you off your path (uh uh)
You'll try to change the world
So please
the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money
Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga
Pimp on, In a real way
to New Orleans
You used to be my honey
Till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
I'll see you by and by
'Cause I'm walkin' to New Orleans
I've got
[Verse 1:]
Now Shorty Girl U Like Bail Money
When I'm Locked Down In The Jail Honey
Ya Set Me Free And I Need That
The Other Half Of Me Girl U Be Dat
say hello to the guillotine
A killer fiends for blood
Screams of thugs like
Fiends for drugs, I don't need no love
Give me your fear, money, respect,
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Time is money, Money is power, Honey and sour
Look, Ash-Ton Kusha put one in the air every hr
Fuck 20s and dimes
My money is time and time is my
11- DIRTY MONEY (Music by Tony Hernando, Lyrics by Kent Hilli)
OhShe was born in a wasteland
Born out of dust
She's living the fast lane
no one
are all singin' as they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street
You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel
happen, I'm sorry
No disrespect, but you a psycho, honey
Got that S.S.I. money, and you start actin' funny
Shrimp's every night, ordering steaks
Them
Going out west was a mistake with you
I don't know what to do
I built my life for you
I'm takin' it day by day
It's the only way
I know no more
Going
THREE TWO ONE IGNITION
I GOT BLURRED VISION
MY HEART CAN’T KEEP A BEAT
IT SEEMS TO LIVE IN A FICTION
IT’S RACING AS A TRAIN DRIVEN BY A MONKEY
MY
money
All I do is grind (Ayy)
Play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine (Ayy)
Tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind (Ayy) yeah, uh,
Honey drive by and said
I'll do anything for you, kept drinking up
Hero of my wife
Tell ya man stop sticking her
Master's coming
I'm not saying you're not
the dice and he played the cards
Snake eyes and a two of hearts
That's all it took just to bust him apart
Now it's gone, all the money's gone and all they
East Atlanta stand up (East Atlanta stand UP!)
Lamborghinis, Ferraris and Bentleys, big boats and jetskis
Cristal and Dom P', the kush, the PT
Two
plenty money and honey bunnies
20s and 10s, drive a Benz, you can't take nothin from me
Cause I came up on the streets, a straight up poor boy
But I beat
tennis on my bullets now they runnin' y'all way
YM, Young Mula, Young Money all day
Where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
Which one of y'all say ya
the brothers in the party|To find a hottie|And dance body to body|Step one: first you grab honey by the waist|Step two: then you move at a ghetto pace|Step
something, big money when they take they do something (4x)
(Verse 2)
I know say life na turn by turn I they grind every day make e reach my turn
Everyday I
on flex
honey byt she call me dad
oon my can i grab that nyash
nae nae can you teach that dance
that nigga don’t stand no chance
take a trip to Dubai no
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