Lyrics:
When it come to money I ain't running
I been a hustler got to love it
If it's bout the money then I'm coming
A million cash I'm trying to touch it
You got'sa, love your mom and daddy
And make them wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap
But what
The famous rap song that is
Called "In Da Club" calm down
Let me bust a rhyme and kick
Flips while I'm on my grind
I got tricks up my sleeve
I could make
a fool to fall in lust with this evil ge-nius
She had me by the nuts
She ain't got shit but man she loves it plush
Whippin I whip, and suckin up I
only comes with lying
Drinking his own name like cheap, diluted wine
Claim god and country and for the people
With the fiction of the Good old Days
And if it comes to beef, I ain't flippin' shit
But I'll flip that shit with a spatula
Coming at your neck, I'm the Dracula
Shit ain't adding up, this ain't
Oh no, another day has come
And paradise is lost in one in those three words
I'm sure you're taking out your arsenal of
Cheap tricks and stones
I'm so down for the truth
So about it for you
Don't want things to go askew
First I was kinda aloof
Are you down?
You took me by the hand said
I'm
knots
Breathing slow we liftin' trauma slowly
I'm there for me that's all that counts
Make yo booty bounce
Lion pounce water by the ounce
Dare I say, come
I'm Rollin’ down Roscoe
Bitch by my side
Don’t fuck w/ me
Cus my click down to ride
Fucked that bitch once
Fucked that bitch twice
Ain’t tryna
Uh, uh, G Herbo
Way back in grade school, I was a baby bully
Now I sit down with the labels, I'm like, "80/20"
Before I ever bought Amiri's, it
you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me (I don't, I don't)
I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (no, yeah)
Good to have
by the creek while we smoking by da creek
Niggas die for they chain cause flossing ain’t cheap
I see gold on your body, ill lay a nigga down in his
above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my
above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my
you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write, "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my love
above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my
forty seven made his neighborhood love me
Bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin'
Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach
Niggas
If you want it then I've got it
If you need it, baby, I'll feed it
If you love it, come and rub it
'Cause there's something
I should let you
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
Whoop that trick, get em
Whoop that trick, get em
Whoop that trick
Boom, boom
Yo Shel find it, man, find it
Speed it up, speed it up
Can't show no
and a whore too
I'll do these tricks your wife refuses to
I swear by all my Bibles you won't regret
I've never seen a man who's sorry yet
I love you once
a cheap trick, better go down to freaknik
You gotta hit me off, buy this girl gifts of course
So I look sick in my six with my
Christian LaCroix
I know you
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