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salty if I ain't the breadwinner, too much pride in the sauce 
I get it
Can't win them all, So I win the most 
Sugarcoat my flaws, like french toast

a hater mind (mind) 
Please excuse my French 
But all these bitches fried
All of these niggas want a spot 
To the back of the line 


Got no timee if it

Imma be alright on my own
When I need em' they don’t pick up the phone
When all the money and the bitches be gone
Everybody disappears like a ghost

I got the crib it's by myself
Got this money for my health
Youngin went and start a business
Did it by myself
That's why I got the Gucci hat
Louis

disguise

Think about the money I just spent to feel myself
Still don't understand what it takes to get rid of my pain 
Now I understand

is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to having money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems

I'm keeping this game tight,
Day Date on French Vanilla love, and that was just something slight,

She know that she fumbled me so she scrolling all

staying in my flow)
Good to go (I'm good to go)

Friday is the day and I gotta get paid
Worked all week but I ain't no slave
So give me my check

My Hitta

Young Jeezy

My Hitta

2013

'cause I'm too fly, hitta
And I'm all about my business like a suit and tie hitta
I ride for my hittas (Believe that)

I said that I'mma ride for my

sub bro, cause I knew she would go on
Two, two, three, shootin' like I'm Jordan
Big pop a baron, I need all my porn

Keep it on lock like

Talked to the guy behind the bar, then dropped a few names
He didn't know what I was talking about
So I put my money down and I shot some pool
Beat two

bumpin' Coi Leray and Meg Thee Stallion
Rockin' watches, French, Italian
What the fuck you'd know about it?
Droppin' racks like I ain't counting
(Counting

a fit
But I don't care I ain't impressed with that lil bitch

Issa private party, we all about our paper bitch
If you ain't talking money we gone see you

Everything's Gonna Be Alright

Naughty by Nature

Naughty by Nature

1991

understand
All that man to man talk can just walk down
If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't help it

Drought Season

E-40

Federal

1994

of bills
Bank account way on the red, fuckin with the highest overhead
Jackin off my money yo ass is out boy and I promise you that
I`m a money hungry

The Triboro

Big L

The Big Picture (1974-1999) [Reissue]

2000

explode

Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
Harlem World
Where niggas get the money all day
Boogie Down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so

off like Phantom
Sending me nudes
Don't know her, she random
Take her to Paris like my name Montana
Ain't worried about nothing, my man
You're so

eight
Gimme me the code, don't make me wait

Don't worry about where the money is
Don't even think of reporting this
By the way, I took everything up in

ever wanted was to get to the fucking bag
All about it
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it

Gucci my apparel, I'm so used to being surrounded by snakes

shit you can miss me with (you can miss me with)
Told my nigga rich is rich and broke is broke
Whip it with your wrist my nigga, dope is dope
So all that

And get put in the grave
Fucking twitting
Say that shit to my face
OvO bitch I stay with the drak
All of my niggas be flossing
And we big bosses Like
Tony

all of that!
To the money gettin to the money
To the money you gettin to the money
To the money you gettin to the money
To the money
I need all of that

That Is the Matter

Pascale Picard

Me, Myself & Us

2007

steals all my money

My teenagers are doing drugs and my baby girl wears thongs
I called 3 or 4 times to the open lines to give my point of view about

hundred years old)
Lots of them i've fantasized
About finding a shop filled with so many they
Wouldn't accept my credit card but
The dolls were really
Way