Lyrics:
I'm there
You won't get none of this money
But these hot shells I share
And I live by them houses
That's right by them mountains
I just caught that lick
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don't ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
This isn't love, this is foolish
I just want back what I put into this
And then I'll keep movin'
All of my chips on the table
'Cause I never got
now, ooh, the humanity"
"Now, with the help and support of the woman I love."
"Urging the people to evacuate the city as Martians approach."
believe in me label,
Ruthless, and we steady be puttin' it down
Just for the love of money yeah,
For the love of the wasteland Claire,
For the love that
with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a Midwest run
As three sad faces gather 'round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin'
Motorcycle patches on my jacket
Rip all the money out the plastic
Put it on her tongue and now she dancin'
Gave her everything, now whatchu asking
love when she's feeling frisky
She's sugar and she's spice, and she's everything nice unless she's shooting whiskey
We rode with a cat on a one-eyed
on, let's get that money
It's two o'clock and I'm just about to hit the street
'Til I knock off this rock I don't get to eat
Sometimes that's like
cover
Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover
She cannot take it no more she's got one foot trough the door
Need some time by herself she
Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga (Barack O-Drama)
Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga (Gangster Grillz, you bastards)
Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga
company bitch call me Jack Tripper
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
I'm back up in the VIP
In a cloud of smoke
Be poundin' surrounded by all my folks
Give me
in love with murder money
Old friends of me turned into my enemy
My money and fame changes niggas into enemies
All my hard work and lonely nights no
let us tell you the truth?
When you're sucked into a typhoon
Lay down, take a breath and close your eyes
Feel some love and you will get by
You get money and brand new problems
I can't front 'cause nigga be ballin'
I got the bando jumpin' like Spalding
Get you hit up, get sliced
[Intro - Daz]
Man, nigga (?) is tore up, knahmsayin?
Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that music down
Yeah-yeah, why'knahmsayin?
Let's jack these
All I want
Every time I call she just come
Cause every time I call she get to cum
Damn I'm in love again look what this shit done
When I used
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 turnin'
at the main event
Thanking all my friends for the money they spent
At the radio they loving my beats
Ninety-three while we be mean green streats
And my
the funkiest, dopest heat on the streets
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up, find your own
Your girl gonna give you
on anyway?
Those crazy fingers in your jelly jar
They'll jack your money
while you sleep in you car
They got the karma
they ain't getting too far
Oh
Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go
[Chorus]
I said I'm young
stand
(I'm a man) Am I by
(I'm a man) I'm your slave
(I'm a man) I'm a little girl when we make love together
Hey, hey, hey
Jude, don't make it bad
Take
a
Small part of your paycheck to a fund, a bunch of
Money to be used to help those who are hurt by farmer jack
And to give ole farmer jack a little taste
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