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"You are tuned in
To the greatest
Young H-O-V
Let's go get 'em again Just
Oh my god, come on!"

Pops sped off, left mom with a bundle of 
Joy

I'm in this bitch and I get hella geeked
(Ooh na na na)
I'm in that bitch right off that celery
I told the money like, rest in peace
Sed got a link up

don’t care if they bothering me]

[I need u by my side come get these demons h*es off of me !]

Say she got no energy

She can come and sleep with me

I

when she sees me
Get intoxicated by her melody
A stone-cold heart, and about her money
She's got it bad
Bad
Bad
Bad
Bad
She falls in love after midnight

the money to get by, oh but it would be so damn fine
If you, my sweet dear lottery god, could make the jackpot mine
 
Hey, hey, hey, hey lottery god, hey I’m

you shakin' that money maker on the streets of Broadway
Are you a little more south of the Mason Dixon like Tupelo honey
I can tell by the look in your

want it
And if hustle don't get it imma grind for it 
This money ain't gone wait on me
Got a pocket full of dreams and my mind on the dollars
Survival by

Imma go and go get it
By any means
Imma go and go and go
Imma go and go and go

Go and count it up
Do my money dance
Go and count it up
With these money

coming up
I still go by Pooh Pooh
And my rap name Poop Dog
Don't get me misconstrued
Show money
Throw your money
Spend it woo-hoo
I said show money
Throw

rich
Tell me what to do and get me off your misery
I wanna love you baby
Turn me up, money
I make your shit shake like a phone ring
Oh , don’t piss me

kin sha ma roju
But i'm so tired of this brokenness every day by day day
tell me where the money day
Cause i must to give it what it takes to the place

know they finna hate
30s all im toting
No lacking or loafing
I got maestro with me out here
We be on some goat shit
Moneys what im chasing
Get this paper

and bumpin' my tape
Don't go against me then ask for my help
Go get out your feelings and get it yourself
Might got the same shoes but you ain't gon' step

ALL BUT JUST A SMALL HANDFUL OF NATIONS?
IT'S A PAPERCLIP OPERATION
BY EVEN THE MOST REASONABLE EXPLANATION				
IT MAY WELL BE THE SINGLE LONGEST

Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

I got money on my beeper, dead trees on my phone

They call

I don't wanna get to lost in the sauce
I'm the boss
Drink the voss
Get addicted to the rock
While i'm hanging by my thoughts

Are you testing my king

you got my back you're my spine
Baby, you know I get money
Bitch boy, I don't think nothing funny
In the trenches tryna get the onions off
If your play

looking for snakes
I'm bout that money, it ain't no debate
I'm by myself, I'ma make something shake

Too many niggas have problems, I spot em
I got em with

Till Death Comes

Cypress Hill

Till Death Do Us Part

2004

[Chorus: x2]
My game so strong, I can't go wrong
My dough so long, baby why prolong
Baby we get high, Baby we get dough
Baby we can party all

Crash & Burn

G-Eazy

The Beautiful & Damned

2017

Know, there's danger in the lesson learned
Slow down before you crash and burn

These my day-ones I'm surrounded by
So everyone you see me with is

lame
A lot of these bitches be sayin' my name
Count, count, counting the cheddar
Get to the money, I'm getting it better
Count, count, right when I met

Sam

9th Wonder

The Solution

drugs by the fruit stand, ducking blue vans
Every day, he got at least two grand
I’m like, damn Sam, can I get a part of your plan?
He said no problo,

I went to Paris, saw all of that great art
hangin' side by side upon the wall 
Behold the keepers, behold the survivors 
That's all 

It makes 'ya

to sa fun billing
If you no get money, nothing will be funny at all

No no no, no no no
Dey go, I tell poverty no
Dey go, no no
Just dey go, I tell sapa