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a baby
That she'd get by and maybe someday she'd see
But soon she found her mother's love for all the others
The pushers and the shovers was the life
to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you
(Let me hear my dogs)
Ah-ooh (ah-woo)
Ah-ooh (ah-woo)
(Let me hear my dogs)
Ah-ooh
(Yeah)
That's that new Teezo touchdown
Straight for all
, my, my, my, oh give me love
My, my, my, my, oh give me love
My, my, my, my, oh give me love
My, my, my, my, oh give me love
Of all the money that
'Cause i'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
'Cause I'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
I don't take it back
Same rappers that's all in ya face sayin' Drake is wack
Are checkin' my availability just to make a track
I promise mama
to take a loss (she went bad on me, y'all)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Time passes by, I'm asking, "Why?"
You match my fly, no cap, no lie
Trophy,
Super fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go, go
Hey all I do is go and go by this and that
Good morning
(Good morning, sir can I help you?)
Uh, yes do you have a copy
Of 30 Days In The Samarkand
Desert With The Duchess of Kent
By A e j
money
Make money all the time
Middle finger to the sky
Screaming fuck the other side
Thinking money, get money
Got money on my mind
Get money, get money
that bitch off one play
Walk down gang, all they know is your face
Walk down gang, they gon' shoot in broad day
Put that money on your top, they gon'
Yo it's The Aphelliates nigga, pay attention (yeah)
Nicki Minaj, Young Money, yeah
Drizzy is home, baby (Holiday Season)
Baby you my everythin',
K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love to money on da interstate
Can't keep my hands off her we on a dinner date
I'm makin' love to my money shawty keep
the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by
blinded by a Masquerade
The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste
a bitch (what)
Better not switch on me.
We used to hang out with all of my Brothers. We used to be lit (yeah)
Since I've been stacking the numbers
They pay
in Drake
Four months not a long time, but you fucked somebody, you just couldn't wait
You broke my heart, you broke my heart
(It hurts)
Yeah
(If
to Louisiana
To see my Rose and get to know my son
Give my love to Rose please won't you mister
Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes
blinded by a Masquerade
The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste
Run with me or run from me
Pussies don't get pussy
Yeah
I murdered all of my foes contract killing
Twenty k will get ya grandmamy pinned
by my grind like the shaker
Mind my behavior
I park the car for the valet
Set the table for the waiters
Totally self sufficient with a
Whole lot
loaded with it
To the ceiling with it
More money than you ever seen, nigga!
Aight, Drizzy, Drake
Look, kill the game
No one recovers the murder weapon
Yo it's The Aphelliates nigga, pay attention (yeah)
Nicki Minaj, Young Money, yeah
Drizzy is home, baby (Holiday Season)
Baby you my everythin',
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