Lyrics:
Money+ like +Baby+ do
You niggaz soft like baby food
'Round the world niggaz pay me dues
While you niggaz sing the same old song like Sadies do
Grown
You thought I was ill befo', now I'm ill now (Come on baby)
Come on wit it, I can afford to kill now (Afford, baby)
Look at my son, ask him how he
ain't nothin', I'm used to it
I rock shit up top and match boots to it
Major dough; ayyo, I'm fine and I'm able
Six wit' a roof like a dinin' room
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
the notes, so I know you not broke, nigga
(I ain't fuckin' wit' you)
I can't rock with you no more
(You and your bullshit)
(How can I love you)
(Can't
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
these Hoes reconsider you
I make ya bitches wanna cut you Off By roger get lost
Then I share ya hoe wit all my Dogs
Then I share that hoe wit all my
an ocean lady, ocean baby
Way she rock tha boat
Tha motion lately
Got us feelin' crazy and hazy inside tha ride
Hop in safely for ya safety
You could ride up
a Ring
We blowin stacks n swervin off a Cup a lean
U rock wit us then bitch u rockin Wit da best
Dem riches coming I can feel it in my Chest
I'm bout
Met her at a beauty salon
(When I'm in need)
With a baby Louis Vuitton
Under her under arm
(She give me money)
She said I can tell you rock
I can
Niggas know when we step in the place, the whole city stop
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty
(We know how you be doing it baby) How
Come and catch a vibe we can ride it all night
Any situation, you gon be by my side
Tell me if you wit it, is you really down to ride?
Wake up, make
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
wicked actions
I want to rock wit you like Michael Jackson
(coughing) Erick what slow down baby
You're not Seal so why you actin Crazy
I
nigga take flicks
Uhh, yeah, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique
Chorus: Cheek Del Vec
One two y'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
be thugging
And if you want it then bring s*** wit open arms (spread love baby)
While I continuously give you n****s bombs
Asalam will make 'em
don't chase money
But I'll trick on the guap jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs
Jet fuel pack
baby-toodaloo
Ion think they lit as us man we rock out
Ion think you on yo job nigga clock out
Ion think they lit as us man we rock out
Ion think you on yo job
baby!
Gotta get this money baby!
50's and 100's baby!
My whole crew be sonnin' you
What you gonna talk about wit' a gun in front of you
Bitch I'm seeing refractions
Something
Never in last
Bitch I'm sittng in first
Talk down on Osazé
You know Issa curse
I know what you want
Baby Louie V
bitch made
Like a baby he gone (Cry cry)
My n***** get took up by the laws They do not comply
Turn me up one time
Cause bitch it's finesser season N*****
the new NWA
The Drac hit harder than Dr dre
Shit make you lean back and rock away
My left wrist brrr, bitch, so icy
Glock in my Girbaud's, yeah up in my
make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you
make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you
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