Lyrics:
the dick, she passed out like Wendy Williams
Money to the ceiling
Pussy, I'ma kill it
Broke the money counter tryna count up all these millions
Say you
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
William Butler Yeats in jeans
Got up to play guitar and sing
In some join in Mission Beach last night
At the door sat Tom Waits
In a pork pie
Spending the money remix
Lib music to world
D Tels L'Frankie
DJ Lib
Use me tease me
Take my money
Misuse it
Use me tease me
Take my money
Misuse it
Sermon, one of god's children of billions
With more hype than Williams
Maintain millions so when the world get close to ending
My squad prepare for squad
Is this the in place to be?
What am I doing here?
Watching the girls go by
Spending money on
Sleep all day
It's the only way
I'm a parasite
light
Been spending most their lives livin'
In the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives living
In the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)
God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in
spending most our lives
Livin' in a gangsta's paradise
We keep spending most our lives
Livin' in a gangsta's paradise
Power and the money, money
like them bills
Now I ponder by myself
Smoking rollie's by myself Placin' bets on my health
Like I gamble for the wealth
Like I gamble for the money
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
to the fuckin' Birdman like a lug
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million-heir to the throne
Goin'
through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
Fuck a gym, I am him, Andre Young
G5's to 6-4s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her
used to me spending
Look now my rent money due
I spent everything fuckin' with you, oh
They said you win some, you win some you lose
All I got is
jewelry, money, and clothes
I always get out of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away, start over again
I left my bible by the side of the road
Carve
to the fuckin' Birdman like a lug
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million-heir to the throne
Goin'
The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in
No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William
Illin' for revenues, Rayful Edmonds like
I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil'
shine, I'm a veteran
Picture me and Honey spending money like whatever then
We both got it
Why don't you
Stay a little while (stay)
Stay a little while
Go
You are wasting away our hard-Earned cash
What the fuck's going on
Spending some money over Here and over there
Spending some money over Here
game
Nowhere to go but down, down, down
Nothing but the ground left for you to fall to
By July
You'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends
Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd gang money
Only niggas spending that Byrd gang money.
Just clean my fancy car
Picked up my fancy clothes
And we only in
some love
No rose by the be blinded by the
I kill it with my thugs
Winning all bitch so lame
Spending money like I'm crazy more money
More money
Everywhere!
Spending all that money
On a stupid war in Vietnam
(When we need it at home)
People I'm here to tell you
I think it's 'bout time that
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