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wreck Round the same time, bit by the radioactive bug Hip hop had me cutting and acting tough Started dabbling writing some raps and stuff But money
playin wit dis Cake I done been a lotta thangs but what i neva been is fake I’d ratha be mr lonely den surrounded by sum snakes Nigga see me in dat
Shay you go dey wen money no dey Oh baby girl mrs Cinderella Oh Baby girl you too like yellow She tell me say make I bend down low I know she want make
me lone' Asking why I'm dogging her I told the bitch I want a bone Bae let's make a movie 'Cause I'm trying to get my money long She call me Mr. put it
avan Die Die Débrouya dèpi longtime Protected by the most high Humm humm Dèpi asi block la Mwen ka worka Mwen ka worka Paka joka Èvè jòdla jòdla sé
The man who's head expanded. The man whose head expanded was corrupted by Mr. Sociological memory. Was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory Man.
Well I see him on the TV Preachin' 'bout the promised land He tells me to believe in Jesus And steals the money from my hand Some say he was
Will I see him on the tv Preachin bout the promised land He tells me to believe in jesus And steals the money from my hand Some say he was
[Sticky Fingaz] Twas the night before twistmas And all through the house We had guns and money around Layin' on the couch Was dressed with black
and I don't quit I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it Step by step, I put an end to your fun Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son A young kid
It's Christmas time again, can't you tell by the snow? And at night all the lights, and their radiant glow Sitting by the Christmas tree, I'm
you messing with the Adam and Eve So pick your poison I'mma leave you bitches dead by the tree, and look Now it's just me, oh yeah it's just me Been
and I ain't even Islamic So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a mill or 2 And that oughta settle my stomach Bout some money he done it, call me Mr
And that oughta settle my stomach Bout some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking Ebonics I'm
New house by the sand It cost a couple grand Mimosa in my hand Blow up Ugh, it's time to put these plays in motion Mimosa in my hand while I kick
(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas Stands on a lonesome plain Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe Hardly ever rains The good people who live there By
If you’re not bothered by genocide but your bothered by the three fucks in this song I promise we don’t get along don’t ask me to play Heard
Tell 'em fuck the world 'cause I'm hood by nature Feelin' that way is how the hood'll make ya The hood is vacant, the streets are empty, yeah Mr
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
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year Backing drums by DJ Premier Now let me count it down Who the fuck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh That
Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane) I see no evil. Money the root But I got a thing for forbidden fruit Yeah I got a thing for forbidden fruit Yeah
worth now, Give you value by the money in your pockets, and thats real The cash needs to keep comin, oohhh, I want that money longer, oohhh, Im runnin
I'm with my ride or dies I let them know about the money; don't try to hide it I work a nine to five But I could still cut through the check like
without a fire source I been heat Nigga been eating So If did it then i said that i would Piss on your property Mr Monopoly Honestly fuck what you own I
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