Lyrics:
to take it's place
Sweet talk comes easy
Sometimes it'll get you by
Love is a five letter word spelled M-O-N-E-Y
Let the poets write of love
It sounds good
a Freeband bandit
This paper comin' to me twenty-four hours, I can't go to sleep
I know the power of a dollar, tote fifty rounds at least
Uh, she know I get
Look right here, this how we goin' do this
Hook up the turn tables, Woof get on the keyboard
And we gon' run this one, ya heard?
Eh eh, check it
This is an experience
If you haven't been a part of nothin' this great
We went through, the motherfuckin' unbelievable
(This beat is so, so Metro)
Clickity clank, clickity clank, the money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity clank, clickity clank, the money goes into my piggy bank
I'll get
cheap but you ain't get it from me
Got this high grade uncut Colombian tea
Yeah I got it for cheap but you can't get it for free
My money machine, my
they shook out
Get the book out and when the pitch come, nigga, look out
It ain't hard to pump up the lil' homies, nigga
But it's hard for your
a bastard, come here, baby, I'm yo' dad
Hundred K on a medallion, jeweler, he don't ever tax
Spend this shit and get it back
I don't like none of you
, money, money, money, money, yeah (uh)
Runnin' through my veins, I'm addicted to this hustle, yeah
Glizzock be the name and I'm one bad lil
high school jealousy 101
Make so much misery in this clich town
They just love to get it up for the big let down
But never you mind, hey don't waste
home
Now I got to get some of my chrome on my own
Now it's really on
'Cause I'm a dome this nigga and get him for his shit
Put that switches on his
M&M's, whole tick (Whole tick)
Don't mind if I do it, I get it, I love my brothers, I split it (split it)
Lil' nigga, mind ya business, cause I got some
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
niggas spent, now I'm rich (now I'm rich)
Still'll get a nigga spent
Ridin' with the bag, paranoid, drivin' with all this shit
'Fore I ever made a song,
fuck up a flip
100 grams of the raw, nah, nah, nah
We on this shit, we spit a clip
That your whip home boy? Nah, nah, nah
Yeah I run the town like
bitch
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be
-Check this out
-You a playa if you got bitches and blunts in your house, right?
(right right)
-but you a motherfuckin' TRU g,
If you get the muffins
together
Yeah suture get a couple whips, yeah Kunta
Schoolboy, but gangsta was his tutors
Say the money be the root of evil
Look around and see what it do
[Talking]
This for the block, there's no place like show business
Hell naw nigga, I'm serious
I'm honored, I'm back
Take this muh'fuckin' rap money
dollar I get keeps me shinin
I spend a million dollars nigga just in diamonds
I done fucked every dime up in diamonds
This for them d-boys gettin money
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
The way a nigga live
We have more TVs in the whip than in the crib
My nigga sells cellphones
We call him Lil' Flip
Welcome to Chicago, my city is the shit
money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the house
Rock that shit homey, rock that shit!
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
With a joint,
Refuse
To get a 9 to 5, I'm a flip my keys been paying my dues since 89, trying to get my cheese diamonds gleam when I'm on the
Scene, they know its me
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