Lyrics:
to a lil' accountant
Pickin' up a hundred thousand dollars (hundred thousand dollars)
And, I want it all cash (want it all cash)
Try to put it all in my
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
It's all about money yeah yeah It's all about money yeah yeah It's all about money it's all about money it's all about money I'm flying on private jet
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
, by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,
said that you could make some money in my video
I get high and drunk just to make it through a show
And act like I'm enjoying it but really this is all
, man I'm all about my business
Business handle business for me
I know you know life's a bitch, I turned her to a business woman
Mind your business,
Let them bitches hate they only hate you getting money
Being broke is a joke she be all about her money
Lil mama bout a dollar she ain't got
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
for you all my life"
Mr. "Every single day until the end, I will be by your side"
But that was when I got to know Mr. "Change of heart"
Mr. "Leaves
trap shit, yeah, that's all I really talk about
Flip and make it double
That's the only thing I know how to do
Turn a one to two
Runnin' up on you
Mr
We been through so much you won't get it it’s too long
Gotta move on I just gotta be strong
I thought we was forever she been plotting all along
Now I
the fucker one more term
Get him out
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dyin
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
with no grease
I worked so damn hard, but the money, it never increased.
I quit my fuckin job, I had no job nigga
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's
Mr.WeatherMan
Mr.WeatherMan
Klimate spell it with a K
And not with a C! (Nah)
Now I bet you can never forget about Me
I'm trying to be what I can be
When I step
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
than a pilot where I land
Yo bitch she know that I'm the man
Get fresh and fly like Peter Pan
Mr. TN not Mr. Big, but it still fuck all the pigs
Lord
down, "Oh the crime!"
He's spoiling their enjoyment by enforcing all the rules
A stickler, it fueled him, others thought he was a fool
Julien did not get
what he doin
Call up mr dough man see what he Pursuing
Call up mr flex nigga ask him what he cappin
Call me Money Makin Mitch
Cuz I'm flipping what
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
Lala I feel like Mr anthony
I ain't from Ohio but I
Buck at hoes randomly
I put that cain on em like Danity
On the canopy, man I did it for my vanity
You
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
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