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Bad bitch
I tried to holla and she told me stop it
(damn) act like she ain’t see me
Treat me like I’m microscopic
Money in my pocket
Now she finally

and more (money)
Is there such a thing as bein' way too loyal?

I'm still grateful (turn, turn) 
I'm still screaming, "Money ain't a thing!" it's

I'm blocking Trent (bet)
I can turn a AK to a Draco, that's a sawed-off stick
You gon' be ready to kill or get some money when you bump my shit
Eight

that"

"Darlin', trouble comes and trouble goes
But Tom, you really ought to know"

"That love is all that matters in the end
Can't spend your money

Yea, shout out to the D-Boys baby
We gettin' money this year

I hustle 'til the weight's gone
Money slow, but I stay strong
Militant minded, spittin'

So now he's working two jobs to make the rent
Went to buy food, but the money's spent
His coaches always said a hundred and ten percent
But that just

Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old
Fed up with life and the way things are going
He decides to rob a liquor store
(I can't take this no more, I can't

shit
O2, old, I'll whip that bitch
She left me 'lone but I miss that bitch
If she text right now, I'll hit that bitch
Old friends like, "How you get

and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the navie

As I drive from the city with the money that I earned.
Into the black of a starless sky,
I'm staring into nothing
And I'm asking you why?
Lord, will you

a mutherfucker john doe

[chorus 3x]
Old nigga E still cruisin
Cruisin down the street in my 64

[Game]
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
Pumps in the trunk of that cherry red

That is my team and that is my crew
Come with the pain
With the words in the booth
This ain't no henny sipping that juice
Hating ass old heads
This

I'm hanging with the sharks
She a dummy with her money but the brain she give me smart
Matter of fact let's bring up the past
Old problems I can't see

whips
Big bag of money, big guns, lot of foreign chicks
Said you in the game but I never seen you scorin' shit
On that shit, on that shit, like my

Saved

E-40

Saved

Errytime they see me ballin'
All my old bitches callin'
Pull up in exotic, I see a little bitch jockin'

Tryna get saved, she wanna get saved, I

It All Depends on You

Jerry Vale

The Best of Jerry Vale Live

1996

in a crowd
I can be humble, I can be proud
It all depends on you
I can save money, or spend it
Go right on living, or end it
You're to blame,

blaze,
Forever I'm young and'll never get old
Poppin' a bottle of Rosé when I rolls,
Smell the aroma, just follow your nose
We thug on the corner from

Eh that's so sad
KKK, KKK

Young nigga I got new money, I got new hunnids
I got old cap, pink 50's and I got blue hunnids
Toolie go to thumpin'

your label quit on ya'll
And do my thang, bitch
From here to Synagogue
We getting a lot of money, me and my friend
Kamal i take your money too
I ain't

to seal my fate
Had to move away
As I grow old I start to feel strange
Feelings that I felt just don't feel the same
Things that I dealt had to reevaluate

hold up got me talking bout some old shit
So I get back to the money say I'm acting funny
Face everywhere thank God I ain't ugly
See him in the mirror

at the Chinese Cafe
We'd be dreaming on our dimes
We'd be playing "Oh my love, my darling"
One more time

Uranium money
Is booming in the old home town now
It's

the money,
Some under the greed
If you're showing love, then you're cool with me,
I'm the same old dude, before the jewelry
And everything is kinda new to me,

Throw back the love, throw back the love
Throw back the love, throw back the love

I don't need your money, no, that ain't enough
All I need is