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While you sitting out of bounds
I blow money
I blow clouds
Weigh my money by the pounds
Buy momma a beach house
So amazing never coming down
People hating

For Women

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal

2000

Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,

a white man's land
You get killed for the color of ya skin
Seen blacks on the streets slained
Mom's cryin' by the caskets man
Ain't no love for 'em bastards

on the block
Early in the mornin', i see money callin', my enemies fallin', finna chick by my side some real homies are all down to ride
They say no pain no

crap crap crap
Spending all your money on funny smelling junk
Drawn on cobwebs force it haunted
Horoscope expert
Vice vice vice
Praying to a money god

I'm a motherfucking hood star pop star rock star superstar
You can tell by the works of my art
Everybody want to scheme on me why me

Oh I know cause

Run up the numbers I need all the green
Qualified killers they know two degrees
Not flippin' P's but make money off fiends
Pushin' around I got

the weather or this ice got me nippy
Money cycle like circles, bags of bills crown royal purple
Lick me fresh, but do me like milk, cuz I love being spoiled

Grown Man Business (Fresh Vintage Bottles)

Mos Def

The Ganggreen Spinach Sessions

federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the Corner's younger

I smell, feel, touch

The Clock Was Tickin'

Brandon Flowers

Flamingo

2010

And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
You spend your whole life dropping nickels in the bucket, wakin' up at dawn
And while Jackie bestowed the joys

ready to hit
Hot buddy by my side rubbing his dick
He says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch his ballsack into orbit

I bathe in money, weed,

Cousin lost his money
So I had to bail him out
You think this is funny until it happens to Somebody you care about
Born angry
Momma told me to write

I had to leave an go missing 
The money was calling ma  fingers was itching 
No time to lose this what i do 
They on my body they loving my grove
I

see me I’m grown
A lil niggah grown
A lil money
Lot of power
I’m just tryna get rich
For my side
I ride
Im fucking with the north east west
But a young

distracted
By this view
A million houses
I can’t afford

I need bread
To break even
I need money
I’m a wife and kid
Imma get rich
Off writing bits
No scummies

Trapped

Jill Scott

TM:103 Hustlerz Ambition

2011

wouldn't be murdering, (your own people like)
Oh ya see, it's a trap, (it's a trap, that's what it's called by the way)
It's a trap

It's a trap night

grew up hard, maybe you grew up harder
But I ain't been to many operas
Or had money for private doctors
As harsh it sound, these just a tears

Can't worry 'bout time running out
Can't hurry it's a long way down to fall
No money is all about
No milk no honey and no way out at all

Everyone

If you
Popping pills or smoking weed 
Check it out got just what you need 
Reach up in my bag and see 
First money then you'll receive 
Whatever you

Taking money I track to the decimals
Me keeping it critical
Niggas real raps real pitiful
I'm taking livelihoods and whatevers remembered for
You can keep

There's gray clouds out but
The day's still sunny
And the land made of blood and milk and honey
Four walls and a floor and a roof and a door

Yeah, yeah,
Well, well, well
Yeah
And we cutting' like it's school, nigga
Money shots in this room, nigga
My little bitty a baddie
And we on the low,

hoes count up some money I got a fetish
If I like her imma steal her my nigga Jerome Bettis
Smoking broccoli counting lettuce there ain't nothing you

baba milli 
Shoutout to my mom and my dad 
Wura pelu jigi 
Woni moma wale biti stoke city 
Woni rap mio long 
Any which way money must be made o
Mr