Lyrics:
gettin' money or ready to die
B-I-G, give a fuck if you Chi-Ali
You got it and you keep it tucked if you be by me
Do the job, better known as the Charles
the gangstas in the street that be doin' they thang, ayy (ayy)
Buy eighteen the hard way (let's get it)
And have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
the thought of us together
Got me extra bit
I went extra hard, so I can sex you long
So it's not just good, it's extra raw
Baby feel on my chest, I made that
And this thought just popped in my head
And I thought, wouldn't sh- just be a lot easier
If you dropped dead? (Dead)
I would feel so (so) much (much)
those big pretty blue eyes
Love on me, love on me, in the middle of a long night
I can't help but tell myself
Oh you boy you got it so damn good
Oh, good
money
Even my mama know
I was a screw up but grew up fast
Motivated by the cash, blame it on my dad
To be it so, my pampers was a stash
My pops had
Hey boy
Whatcha got for me, whatcha got in store?
Hey boy
Damn you're so sexy, got me wanting more (yeah)
Not going to be single, not tonight
with a pimp
Relax, you know I got this shit
Split that squishy
While I pop this Kris
Yea girl, its the D-O dub
How you feel
On the real
I wanna be
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp
to please you
We won't have to worry at all
[Chorus: x 3]
I will go all the way down
I'll make it feel so good
I want to do you right
If i could
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
The clock keeps ticking
When someone's on your mind
On your mind
I'm moving in slow motion
Feels so good
It's a strange anticipation
Knock, knock,
the South (good looking out)
Money made, plug a player in the game
Especially when he represent the same thing I claim
Damn they don't make niggas like
to be continued
Boy you, you don't know how it feels when you whisper in my ear
Boy you, you give my body chills whenever you are near
And boy I got
I'm a 50 hour paycheck
Ain't slept a damn wink
Moth to a neon light
I'm a 9 to 5, 10 to 2
Shower in between the two
Let it ride kinda guy
cuz
You know my whole life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes with their canes with they
A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his shit bitch
You need to git up, git out, git something
Smoke out, cause it's all about money, money,
cryin'
Kept it gangsta 'til I modify 'em
Rockabye, rockabye
Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow
Mentally, I can never be controlled
is, what it be, what's the scoop, yo?
Normally, I don't ask that
Normally, I just blast that
But you an exception pussy
Your girl told me you just
like a Geto Boy
Feel like I need to murder 'em in the moment I deploy
Everybody, anybody, somebody fill the void, somebody fill the void
Listen, I
hair
And leaned across the bar
I did my best not to stare
But man, she made it hard
I asked that trucker next to me
Hey, what looks good today
He
me off
Take me off, take me off, take me off
I am Houston, rep it hard
Cup with R, candy cars
Geto Boys, Willie D
You're plexing with Bey,
balls cutthroat
With gangstas cross if you here to one time
Ain't no flossing, but if you pimp the bitch and stack the grits
She make em good money
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