Lyrics:
Fox Brown yeah, Jay-Z, what
I keep it fresher than the next, bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the next bitch
With speed, I make the best
Bitch see
rich
The ho turned me out, green eyes, had a crush on her
Since 5 years old, met her, fell in love wit her
I saved that ho cause she bring more hoes
my parents is getting concerned now everybody talking about like who the next Big Or Pac 50 Cent Nas Jada or Jay Z no disrespect yeah they hot but i'm
to jebem koniny, ja dávam od nich ruky preč
To čo teraz poviem more myslím zle
Postav sa už do piče a zmizni preč
Nenamotáš ma ani na biznis cash
Debata čo
too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Spending money on designer clothes
Never had to fight w
funds
Money cash mullah stash
Keep getting richer I keep blowing my stacks
Keep getting money I ain't paying no tax
Everytime I go shit keep coming back
up my sleeve
I just knew money will make these niggas wanna cross me
I seen it when I heard my brother Jay, laying by his lonely
I be so deep in my
Tunechi with the beat and the verse
Second me
And you know it’s not complete
Without a verse by Jay-Z
You know that I show out
When I pull up and arrive
You
repeatedly, heated, dumpin' low-low's, you know I'll burst
To get my cash on, I spin the A-1 dolla
For money by the ton, come get it with no soda
Chorus:
flipped
A 90's baby but, fuck with the 80's
By 30, I'm finna' be richer than JAY-Z
Rap God, Slim Shady
Got fans like the Navy
Need Young Money, Cash
this shit forever
Stack my paper
So I’ll say it’s generational
Gettin Jay-Z money
He gon say he inspirational
Bitch I'm wavy gravy
Just never shady baby
a rainbow
Never show tell me somethin that I don't know
They can't believe its not butter on my bank roll
Money froze but I'm sure I need moe
Ok I'm drunk
I need a blunt
Money upfront
Ain't no discuss
All in her guts
Niggas switch up
Double my cup
Fuck and break up
I took a bean
You niggas
start coming
First it double turning into real money
Learned the value of a dollar when them bills start coming
I got 99 problems like I’m Jay-Z
getcha money and attend to your girl
[Cam'ron]
Now when it comes to these hoes I did'em I got'em
Rip'em and rock 'em
But if I hit 'em I pop 'em
Yo, what up, it's your boy Dae-Dae
Yo, what up, it's RichboyRC and you're listening to Cartridge by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4evr: Deluxe
Dae-dae,
scripture
Mama said he was a good kid, thinkin' would kid
I signed my deal with my AP on
In the drop top with the AC on
Stuntin' with Cash Money, get my
the money I can't take no screw ups
Cash out
Say one more word ima spazz out
She wanna fuck got her ass out
Member back then was a class clown
Wearing all
Nick on the track
Knock knock nigga
Here come the landlord
Better have that cash today
Or it's done for
On IG she a whole bad bitch with a new
gon' make a million
Hitting triple figures like I'm Benny Simmons
You want money
I want millions
On my father
Need more commas
On my momma we built
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
had a plot as a kid to get rich
Hah, listen, lil' bitch
Got the game in my hand like a Switch
It's just me and my clique
Rap and get money, rap
Fuck it
I got something to prove
I heard this to up and down that a nigga didn't do it
Put my rhyme to persistent
Money too long
Y'all gonna get used
the jakes aww shit
*Jay Z dialogue*
From a ten ball to like 50g's you can't fuck with me
Even if you tried to fuck with me, your bitch is only touching me
She
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