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We out trying to get this money
We take trips in the winter in jet planes
To climates where it's sunny

We got mami on the dance floor
Grindin'
boy
Chopper out the trunk, on some Compton shit, boy
I remember flipping dimes and shit
Putting five to them planes, that La Bamba shit
Dr. Dre
at Max's
Get a bitch, fuck a hotel
Hit the crib, relaxin'
Them Body boys
They bringin' noise
Mike Jones and Paul Wall
Slim Thug and Bun B and Z
shoot
Ooh boo you can come and get in that Coupe
Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Wayne
Fly wit' Birdman Jr. Wave high to planes
Say bye
shoot
Ooh boo you can come and get in that Coupe
Take a hit of that fruit get high wit' Wayne
Fly wit' Birdman Jr. Wave high to planes
Say bye
Jr. wave high to planes
Say bye to lames don't buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his a**
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch
California to Virginia, Timmy makin it hot
Takin long rides in a G4 plane
X-Man to the stage got em goin insane
Yeah nigga got the world sayin my name
I'm
at Italy
When my old pal and my girlfriend
Gon' run the country
So I jump on a plane
I jump on a bus
I reach DC
Well, I'm Reagan, I'm Mrs. Nancy
Mrs.
J'te tends pas la main, moi j'veux que l'appât du gain
Moi c'est seul que j'fais mon pain, j'fume et j'plane comme Aladdin
On a l'alibi qu'il faut
Šúchali sa o seba cez pyžamo (yeyee)
Keď to neviete vy mi áno (ej)
Nebol si v pláne, bol to dialóg (more)
Ale nakoniec si vznikol (ej)
Keby sa to dalo,
and hunger and poverty
'Cause the African baby is dyin' overseas
While you sucker mission politicians bustin' out Z's
Huh, twenty million people all
and hunger and poverty
'Cause the African baby is dyin' overseas
While you sucker mission politicians bustin' out Z's
Huh, twenty million people all
Mais moi j'vous emmène à Ménilmontant
V'nez prendre un p'tit verre v'z'êtes mes invités

Dans le Paris des gens ordinaires
On est plus souvent sur
on a plane, brick in her girdle
Why I'm still here, got my life in gear
Fuckin' a rich white bitch like Britney Spears
Runnin' in her hard like a car hit
women, we gotta keep livin, c'mon

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Yeah! c'mon
Mr. X to the Z had to raise the stakes
Had to touch my people like T.D. Jakes
pretend
I use to scrap up money for studio time
I'm like Jay Z homie I remember my rhymes
Ain't nobody help me out when my cash was low
Bills comin' too
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked
I know y'all been waiting on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers
the world's greatest.
In-famous, crime-zanous;
To interfere would be dangerous.
Plane descent; stand clear; save your strength.
You couldn't do the limp if
your stake up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg cuz y'all will get Jay-Z

Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep
jobs, can she live on top?
Never flew on a plane 'til my LP drop
So I told her once week that her ears are gonna' pop!
(ROSS!)

Oh, yeahhh!
I'm only
the tears won't stop!
Momma held down three jobs, can she live on top?
Never flew on a plane 'til my LP drop
So I told her once week that her ears are
at Max's
Get a bitch, fuck a hotel
Hit the crib, relaxin'
Them Body boys
They bringin' noise
Mike Jones and Paul Wall
Slim Thug and Bun B and Z
a bird, it's a plane
Nope, honey from the Bricks, ya'll familiar wit the name
I be worse than any Alien, Predator or Relic
Witch from the east nigga, tell
it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

Inside this paper plane
Note my words are Navy sealed so here

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