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take to the bank
That girl one thing I'm never gone need
As long as I'm up she never gonna leave
I work to hard I'm never gone sleep
Ive done seen sum

Rottweiler
I gangbang and I spit lava
I drink brews and I make moves
I went so hard for these new shoes
I go so deep in her vocals
I lay it down on this Pro

used
To rob niggas bare faced
Middy still work the camera for me but
The nigga rollie with the red face
Still gettin head in the staircase
Niggas call me

the trappin
Let my bitches make it happen 
Don't  hit me or IM taxin
For the money you be flashing 

Asking why my price so high 
She fuck lames 
Gotta ask her

and doubled back
It was just like last summer, we was trippin' in a Skat
Gotta know my bitch is bad, if she a ten, gon' beat her back
Oh, he mad I took his

Topshop
And now they beef and argue nonstop
She won't marry some freshie cousin
She's telling him he's only in it for
The passport and benefit's
But Dad

remember

It's a Summer Breeze so I don't know
Nann nigga, and I ain't fuckin wit' no hoes
By myself I'll smoke a whole box-of-cigarillos 
And I'll probably

trying to get my wealth, like plenty nights I done slept on the laundromat shelf
Cause I ain't wanna ask for help, I had to get it by myself
I don't want

play hard
She pay the bills by herself
She get mo doe when she solo cause it pays to be by herself
She ain’t never ask for no help
Cause if it ain’t

I work hard for this lifestyle
And I ain't tripping baby over
Gotta get this money right now
We working overtime yeah you can't tell
I work hard for

Goyard Bag

Fabolous

Goyard Bag

Wakin' up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I'm a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey white

the trap no no
I just want want that gwalla I just want that money
I gotta work hard for that money

I want money I want money
I want cash I want money
I

family ties
Magazines got black faces when somebody dies
I mean look at Donna Summers
She was tryin' to survive
People wrestle over petty cash
When we

Aye
Party on the weekend
Middle of the summer in the backyard drinkin
With my guys, I'm with the squad yeah
The ones who ride for me, they keep them

me to wife her
But im fine just by my lonley

And she love acting like she holy
But in the night time she be freaking for me
We in a coupe this Aint

Lay by the pool
Different beach every summer
Lookin at the view of the moon
View of the moon
She wanna dance under
Lookin at the view of the moon
Lay by

thinking its nice
Now she talking bout sucking pot
Getting money like I was ice

Blowing good while giving pipe
Bust on her like I was ice
That bitch ass

the black bag..in the ground, she gat fucking high..with the money show, attracting by her 
I look at them warra see is boom the bomb shaking to explode

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

snucka?"
"It ain't too hard to figga
You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga
And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
Find

Way Up

Tracy T.

DC4

2016

way up, way up
Summer comin' better save up
Going up like elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up

That indirect shit never get by us

Lunch Money

Pusha T

Lunch Money

2014

to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11

work's reward is more hard work
Staying focused even when she flirt
This summer's vibe is white T-shirts
I'm throwing footballs by the beach, lets surf

a Cutlass
A Regal, a Montague whatever you thuggin'

It's suped up, it's couped up, it fold down with gray sound
When summer hit you gotta keep the roof up

word, stand tall like Shaquille in it
Got money
Plus she ride for me
And behind doors, all I'm gon' say
She should probably get a raise, cause she always