Lyrics:
want to act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past-due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spendin' before I get it
We all
a few
Get up and go get it by any means
And quit spending all your hard earned money on Billy Jean
She not yo lover she just want you to fuck her and give
Even though we love each other we can't show emotions
Now she see me turned up now she looking at a fortune
Every time I put out something new I get
different fashion
We want all types if they get nasty
Adderals and different tactics
They want it all so I let them have it
By tonight she gone get outta
but I still want mo'
Tde generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect
want to take his life,
But the nigga tried to run and get away with me llello,
(Now you see me, the murderer)
[Bizzy Bone]
Sawed-off pumpin',
be the one to put it down
The one I get that work with
And the one I spend these bills on
Flossin', straight bossin'
While you pussy haters straight
some bitch holdin' his money down hostage.
Got keys to his cottage, done changed the law and the act,
and all he get to do, is eat that funky hoe
This jam is dedicated
To that woman that knows what she wants
And just how to get it, word up
She knows what she wants
Yo, she knows what she
dolla-dolla-dolla bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla-dolla bill y'al
Yeah, uh, after hours at Il Mulino
Or Sotto
on our broke down van
We're living on truck stop burgers and fries
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
Well who in the hell is gonna be pay these bills
falls, over the streets
It's gettin' dark, Bill calls, he's been beat
Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
And when it's over, all I want is
at the back seat
She gave me the chills, don't give me the feels on my mind right now
She gave me the feels, she gave me the bills on my card oh no
She blowin'
get a payday Monday
Swingers come loaded, coppin rolls on a weekday
And Withers done spoken, oh what a lovely day
Momma said she praying for me
My
a peek, it was the girl from the train behind me
Did she live in the area, was she trying to find me?
Hm, I didn't want to play myself out
I played it
about
I keep on lining them up and she roll up a bill and she knocking them down
I never quit myself and there's nothing and nobody stopping me now
Like
bitch
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
Let's smoke, get high, unload the pistol
And do a drive-by she's crazy
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
How she
done seen
But I got my first bill from picking money trees
Llante' get your ass up
Is the morning call
Okay, my mama
Im up
It's too early dog
Pecans
lame n***as they confusing you
Yea they abusing you
She just want love
He just wan f**k
She got them bills
But
Ain't got enough
She needs some help
Aye
Say you gotta be dedicated to get it how you live
You gotta be dedicated to pay your momma bills
No time for no hesitating to get a hundred mill
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
struggling just trying to get by
Dated a couple girls, she said all men lie
Tired of playing games and messing with her mind
(Said, there goes a Black Girl
He was driving home one evening
In his beat up Pontiac
When an old lady flagged him down
Her Mercedes had a flat
He could see that she was
drop it, twerk it
Shake it for money
Strip it for money, get down for money
Because in this world
We killed our kind for money
She's a woman with
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