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get legal dough,
but we hustle grind that's the life IN BOW.

I want you to leave (leave),
I want you to go (go),
But you keep telling me the streets

posh
We blow the bag, get the cake on the regular
Left the dealer, we throwin' by three thousand
Send her the pic of my new bitch, she jealous
I here

you want the fame and the jewels, me I’m just cool wit the juice, me I’m just cool the loot, Surrounded by troops in Timberland boots
(Bridge)
Chasing

a private dancer
I'm not perfect either
Hella in the game
Tote that heater
Already paid for the wrong I've already done before whoa yeah
And I want you by my

some mo' though
Cause I need some mo' dough
Some mo' dough some mo' dough some dough dough dough dough dough
Now my bank account is like lemon pepper

ski that I keep on my boat
Rich! I wanna be rolling in dough
I wanna couple massive castles all surrounded by moats
I want some big diddy fat bird I

You can tell by my tone I'm the king of the throne
And real to the bone, my outside is gritty
Date you if you pretty, don't have no time for that pitty

fosho
I ain't tell you about the money, in case you fake if you see dough

It don't matter how far we gon' go
If you by my side for the while, we gon'

the price that is
What you want I can make you 
My wife and have some kids

Do I need to sell my soul
Maybe even spend a lil dough
Baby just let me know
Ain't

out by all this hate

Make one wrong move
 it gets so very tragic 
Time flying by 
it's gonna hit right as we panic

Makes me want to die 
but every

& Pay These Bills For Me A B**** Get Her Own Dough But We Can Run It Up Some Mo 
I Like My N***** Big Money Come & Pay These Bills For Me A B**** Get Her

it's good "right"
They don't want it, I'm back on the scene "right"
Rugged let it go, all my nigga's let it go "bang"
All my nigga's on the grind, yea we

Uh, uh, uh, uh

My friends roll Lexus and Benzes
Spend ends tremendous, uh
Like dough's endless
Been this nigga from the start
Was already hot
No

offend you
We both get what we want bro
I'm passin like Rondo
She passin like my Mya Moore
Hope she know she mi amore
Yeah
I hope she know she mi amore 
We

it fast but I want it slow
I done had it I been broke by a pro
Now I got money still feel I ain't grow
When I'm down I be spending that dough
I buy

This Is Us

LL Cool J

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

the pain away
And get in my own zone where I want to be alone for solo
Reminisce with photos
And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?

I ain't selling my soul
Chase checks gotta stack up the dough
Ball out let em know I'm a pro
Hit a red now I'm back on the go
Cos it glitter doesn't

That's What I'm Looking For

Da Brat

Unrestricted [Clean]

2000

on

Where my rag wearing soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack
Never leave the house without their strap
(That's what I'm looking for)
They know

gotdam bills that's due
I don't want no stress tryna live by you
My dreams real big yeah the crib I drew
Baby let's slow it down like Dj Screw
Laugh at you

hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog) 
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live

the club that love dick from thugs, come fuck with us
(We gettin high tonight)
And all my niggas takin dough, and cakin on the low, and fuckin all them hoes

We Getting High Tonight

The Murderers

Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers

2000

All my bitches in the club that love dick from thugs
Come fuck with us
(We gettin' high tonight)
And all my niggas takin' dough, and cakin'

The Bum-Bitch Ballad

J-Zone

Pimps Don't Pay Taxes

drinkin' wheat grass juice
Offended by my t-shirts, and how I behave
Just because I ain't rockin' dashiki's and braids
But if you know you ain't a bitch,

never lazy â¬"bout my dough, dough, dough
Iâ¬"m in the flesh but Iâ¬"m quest for moâ¬"
Bizzy, Wish, & baby just pay me the money Iâ¬"m owed, owed, owed