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I need a freaky bitch to keep
The pussy clean for me
Old enough to make her own decisions
If you're living on your own, well
Take a nigga home
I'm

up
These niggas be faking I'm tired and fed up
I'm winning the race so they better catch up
They asking for money better run they bands up
Police tried

when I'm finished 

Bitch I spray down like a febreeze can 
Say u want smoke you ain't fuckin with me man 
Blow it by the o 
Lbs for the road 
But imma

of money where they Don't believe me whenever I tell 'Em
That ain't what I do it for tho yeah I Gotta Message that I'm tryna tell 'em
If you got problems

money don't matter ain't never had none
So holler at your boy but don't do it up in my ear
Man I might be getting old but I'm not yet hard of hearing
Got

thing

Know what I'm talking about?

Sure it's scary, but you can make a lot of money with a voice box

Get a voice box, walking around the streets

I'm kinda sure
Like making a right at the light
And getting stopped by the law
License and registration then step out of the car

It's me in

moving, its up to the top
Non-stop, feeling rain drops as I to the spot
As I rise from the dark, and I aim for the sun
Too hot, new drop, new shoes so I

clear my head, get my priorities straight
I got this vision for the future so I never deviate
Just Create, does not matter what the time is
You can always

to you

Ya licked my flame, I guess I came too quick
Locate the best o’ my brains, in my old dick
-ta-phone, a tone, a faint whisper and a cut-off
Standing

on the move
With money on my mind what do I really got to prove
I been paid my dues now it's time for the fam to eat
And with the lioness in my corner 
I think

from, overcame by Jesus blood and the words of my testimony you dont like me tellin my story cause you aint got no testimony, save that preachin for

Ooh
That shit feel crazy
Okay
Okay, okay, yeah
It's tight, woadie
For real
Ayy, ayy

Gettin' here cost me a lot but this feeling is priceless

Grrah-grrah (Huncho)
Uh uh, uh

Bae, what you want? You could tell me
You could anythin' but a selfie grrah, grrah
Get Money bizzy
Like

Bae, what

not my girl, man, I told her (Yeah)
These niggas don't know the difference
Between me and Slump

Hah, bitch, I'm Dakota, yeah
I'm so sorry for the hold

and tragic stories in your local paper
Written in blood by the opposing player
S*** don't get any safer
Cause even your neighbor will sell you out
For dead

known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him

A S A P, F E R G
Big Tigger, I'm jigga, and you know me, D
(ay)

Lamborghini dreams, bitch I mean what I say
Do it for a purpose, you just her by mistake
Put

Now I’m quaking the earth by my craft
I’m in the present, you’re in my presence
Understand the message
Ain’t givin’ you none of you presents
Work

run to the money, nigga, that’s 4 flat
I took that bitch down
She love when that young
Nigga Spaz come around
I know how you feel, you surrounded by

built the same
Trust me we know it we just got to maintain
Our lives are ran by people that don't see the bigger picture
Thinking to myself I should read

get money, I get bands ?
Girl I got you in a trance by this dick
Gave that pussy to a lame he a lit (He's a lit)
You was in it for the fame, you ain't

winning
Cuz they mastered the game
Salute

Let's be honest
We been on it from the start
They did it for the money
While I spoke from the heart
And ever

It's evident, Zuko in the house, gonna spit hot fire
Always tired
Money is a mindset, Zuko lookin past that
Rather have my time spent on living like