Lyrics:
and that's paid
You know how to treat a G
You make everything in life come easily
When I've got man you bring out the G in me
We can rule the world so with
your heart and your mind
To gone get corrupted by all of this greed
Don't be too greedy, don't work just for money
Once you do that you are captive
You
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
meeting
I'ma grind till the death of me money be the missing key
Even though it was sprouted up from the hell from beneath my feet
I'ma grind till its
try'na dig you a new ditch
Now I admit, that he rich, and that his money is good
Got my dicked sucked in his 'Six, I'm fuckin' on leather and wood
I'm
Rosa mi amor
I feel captivated by your all girl
Be my whole world
Out here dancing all alone
All I need is your warm body now girl
Get here now girl
spot)
One spot , one spot at a time (Pa-pa-pah)
No rush
Serve multiple masters at the same time (at the same time)
We living in a strong world out here
Darkchild 9-9
(They ain't ready for this)
Ja Rule
Uh, Darkchild
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
I couldn't think about the next man bangin'
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
You know I'm a fool
I thought school cool
Baby, baby
I studied the game
I studied the rules
Baby, baby
I think I got
myself
All by myself
Learnt the way of the world
Man eat man
Woman eat woman
Survival of the fittest
No fucking ethics
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right
Makes my world ice cold
Who made the rules and why do we (even) care
That kind of money, that kind of fame
All looks, no hooks
I'm not your honey, I
scrolling through her body like a browser (Browser)
Then I go sit back on my throne like bowser (Bowser)
And watch the money pile by the hour (Hour)
All while
cut the grade
And breaking the rules
I remember switching but i'm
Always telling the truth
Not more not less when am
Step in a booth
We got signed by no
the money don't buy happiness but i swear that it's solving my problems
I don't want too much in this world i just wanted some peace and i wanna be happy
Rule
my vision clear
In these world of chaos I feel like the end is near
I got money on my mind survivals the game
Every dollar that I earn
Carries my
I'm snatching your girl
She calls me Mr drummond - cause
Diff'rent Strokes rule the world i got a
Thirst for knowledge and a appetite for drama
greasy like a bag of bacon
Rule number one, don't beef over a bitch that you slutted out
Rule number two, play cool and quiet, or nigga, take it far
Rule
about is money
'Cause in this world you need that to live
This world is all about the money
For it tell me what would you give?
Will you sell your
Are we at War if I feel it's unsafe
For me to step outside my car
For a traffic ticket
And by the way that I'm dressed
Did I immediately become your
narrow down on the locus
you’ve already been taken
in by the hocus pocus
the candyman’s the fire starter
you’re fire stokers
you’re like demons
say fuck the world, you're my addiction, yeah
I don't play by the rules
I make all of the rules
Life forever, take shots whenever
Finna' fuck my brain
That why'all (that why'all)
That why'all, It's murda
Respect a thug, or accept a slug
Or accept the death of somebody you love
That's the rules we
sprout, goin' through worlds that wore me out
Never call me out, bitches and money, that's what we all about
Through all the routes landed here
Beach
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