Lyrics:
They tryna trick me out my spot why the fuck u gone condone
They never gave ya boy a shot i had to get it on my own
They know a nigga gettin money they
with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?
(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo'
playing
Ain't no mercy she looking for bread you got it she'll be staying
Mesmerized by these chicken heads
Rapping bout just given head
Shake n bake
Get
the poor make money
And since I know you need it, I'll go elsewherem dummy (yeah, okay)
Now BK workers is too damn rude
I think I'll go get me some
the poor make money
And since I know you need it, I'll go elsewherem dummy (yeah, okay)
Now BK workers is too damn rude
I think I'll go get me some
stacks
Taking you to Vegas
Betting some on blackjack
Give you some
You can shop
Body's getting real hot
Meet me at the room
Penthouse on the roof top
Some how i skip over beef (Beef)
Touch road and get love from the street (Streets)
I swear i'm the loyalest friend (Friend)
Still i smell the fake in
some time I ain't finish stop calling my phone trying to get back in it
I then went dolo and i'm still that nigga try right my wrongs just riding in
[Master P] + (Silkk the Shocker)
And y'all haters
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want, Be Gone
You get money, (then
Talking bout these hundreds need the money right away
Cause my momma need a brand new crib by the day
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
My
the Women
Ain’t Getting money You boys Looking sour
I’m trying to find out new ways To get paid
You chilling there getting paid by The hour
I’m getting
money in the room, ayy
She just bought a trap for me and keep the bill paid
Know I keep me some blue cheese, I love my 50s pink
Walk into a private room
friendly
I get my money by myself
So either way I'm winning
I keep some blue lines in my pocket
But I don't like to spend em
It's a cold world get your head
still gone tell,
And you can fix a car and it's still gone fail,
I done did some business with mariah, lupee, usher,
Same ol j.young ain't no buster,
the money, down on my phone
I get the bag and then I get gone
If you ain't bout no cash
Then leave me alone
I got some cash, but I want some more
Fuckin with
Just smoke a lil bit so I don't get too high
Cause when it be too much I feel i'm touching the sky
No Lupe and Ye
I'm bumping Mary J. Blige
Just
Accumulate that money get that dollar in a row
Slow bowl effect, got that bigger, bigger check
Life is even better, better than a nigga dreamt
President is
ready to (Mow)
You know they don't play
They ready to spray
Don't ever come by me I stay with a drac
I'm making my money it go to the bank
You getting no
money
Started thinkin' bout plays
Dropped that pack to my nephew
My lil nephew serve J's
They don't come out til next month
But we got, them new J's
the money the money my relative
I'm tryna get it my daughter need hell-of shit
I'm tryna get it I'm tryna get hella rich
Pull up and they asking
My impression
weren't for nothing
Make it important to live it up every day
So I'ma travel
I'ma get to this money
Fuck on the girls but it's a gamble
I'd rather have
I brought the yay on the A
I brought the sticks on the 6
I brought the H on the J
Flip me a brick, hit a lick
Ain't it funny how the dirt so clean
my soul for it
Just to get by
Let me deliver this verse in all honesty
I never gave a fuck if a kid looked different than me
Never gave a fuck if
splitin' hataz wigs
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?
Where I'm from man, ain't no sunshine
Only shine on a doggs ass if his ass don't get
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