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some monetary wisdom that I got from Jay Z
Don't you hustle to get rich, hustle to get wealthy
Cause the goal ain't to feed I, the goal is to feed WE
Now

gagging (Ah)
Itty bitty booty
Custom threaded hoodie
Bitches always looking snooty
Cus I'm hot and fruity (Bitch I'm gay)
And when I got tipsy I like to pop

bitches got a fucking issue then I'm planning the Missiles
Because this life it ain't no riddle send that shot leave you cripple
My life is like a crazy

bruce would have to turn roun' 'n pop him
Certain breddaz should be dressed in gyals stockin's
Always actin' like hoes
Fuck it always chattin' bout

ready to attack
And I ain't worried about nobody God got my back

I know you don't want the truth though,
But it get hot in the booth woah
I swear really

okay its alright to get lost yh
You know that some times we get scared
But when I look into your eyes It’s so clear
You make all of my pain disappear

The grind is daily ya gon think
I'd overdosed in coffee
Been writing songs and think
I'd get by life and make some money

Listened to Kdot, Tupac,

(yeah)
That's my kitty, man, I got it locked down

Yeah
Baddie with me in this Lamborghini 4x4
Bought her plenty but she sure like more
Got some

shit it go up, Act like he know us
I learned some, Bout all these niggas act like they gon hurt some
Up the glock and blow some, Tint windows when we

love love love
I got the hots for ya
You know I'd pull up to the spot for ya
You're so bad, I can't believe it
Niggas so mad, they can't believe it
I see

no other way around
Swear I'm the hottest I'm not scared to say it now
I got some pain get on beats and I let out
I'm in a trance like I'm acting in

broad
This one can get it
Damn near split it
Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet
Let alone got wet
But I'm willing to make

Bitch Betta Have My Money

Ja Rule

Rush Hour [Original Soundtrack]

1998

and hers 
Keep ya hoes on point 
Tell them watch the fuzz 
Cause 
Bitch better have my money 
Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim 
I pimp

said, "I might"
After my dick, no longer tight
Ooh, hot bitch, come here
It's a playboy summer
Another body, then I duck her
I hit and run, like I'm

(Hook)
Let’s get drunk tonight
Party with me baby, it’s on tonight
We’re gonna have fun tonight
What you wanna do, baby what you like
We ain’t got

the fiends goin' crazy
Got them bitches Patrick Swayze
It really take a lot to hate me
I like you, I might call you maybe
In the courtroom high as a kite
Aint

tunnel vision like I'm cyclops
And she say she keep it wet like some just like some eye drops
She said if I'm happy that's my guap
Give that thang cpr just

That's gets me by
Roll up
Roll up
I'm off that gas
I'm off that gas
And it's a vibe
And it's a Vibe
Roll up
Hold up
Damn
She wanna get high
So I tell her

Announcement

Common

Announcement [3 Track]

2008

bitties, from ugly to pretty
I was the magician, mesmerize 'em, made 'em listen
My dick is like a blow-pop baby
And it get stiffer than some Botox baby

Think About It

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment

2006

deep it is to me
On some real talk like

It's like looking and popping and seeing whoppers and movers
Despite a Guidant, I try to be hard on the low

Niggas like Sheff, "You be movin' too"
Niggas like Sheff, "You be movin' too hot"
I get the bands, I'm doublin' and flippin' it
I'm in the foreign, ya

the same man a days in
A day out
I'm layed out
Two fucks
They faked funk
They fake up
It's made up
Like check print
The fake news
Just hot press
And vomit

they
Be like Tit Boy hot, ya digg!

Hey, I say money ain't a thing to a big dawg
Ain't got nothing but some cash
I'm a big boss
And I got my goods, and I

Da money drop
Cop me some shoes for no reason
I hold alot like a bleacher
Keepn it hot all four seasons
I got it stocked if you need it 
U see how im