Want it baby, I want it baby Don't go on it, your up on it baby Jump on it, jump on it, I want it baby You want it baby, I want it baby Jump on it
's the system I learned that in school then I dropped out Hit the streets, checked a grip and now I got clout I had nothing, and I wanted it You had
aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog Unless you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags When they
'95 that was my last, I went back to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a thing of the past" Rest in peace E money bags, no more cabs Got caught with the ratchet
In '95 that was my last, I went back to the ave thinkin' rap's a thing of the PAST Rest in peace E Money Bags, no more cabs, got caught with the ratchet
Nana, Nana, I need ten dollars ,Nana Baby, I can't give you no more money What you mean you can't give me no money? Man, boy, where's my TV? Nana, I smoked
mansion, next stop the Hamptons I splurge with it, I'm so absurd with it Got the hunger to go get it 'cause I wan' go spend it You know how a boss player play, nigga I
Arkansas Bang, bang, nigga, it's nothin' I see y'all niggas, I feel your struggle I went through it the same way I'm still goin' through it the same way, I
think I got money from here to Shri Lanka So I'm thinkin of killin you when I'm makin love to you bianca Can't you see I ain't you seein what I mean I
, lots of g-strings, havin weed dreams I'd be queen if this the 1900's Cause niggaz gon get it, and e'rybody want it I'm totin bags, eyes redder than
them hoes, but I'm running to my do 'Cause when I make money I don't shine, I just glow If I don't work then I don't eat So I'm not tricking 'cause I
rush, baby, got ta have it (I gots ta have it) It feels just like it's 1865 and a trigger look-a-day is how I ride (Kurupt) On and on and on it's more
Multi-complex, go before the end of the flick It's just me, besides I'm just a G With the O in the front, I know what you want Believea?¦ I'm sucka-free
know about it It ain't what you know about it's how you go about it An I go about it like I kno about it Like I'm sho about it Like I'm so about it Baby
money back you've been had I hope you got a warrantee Cuz I been walkin' round with money bags in my bag shorty need to roll with me (Go slow) promise I
I said my name is Mr. Smith {Yo, I want you to state the business} {You know what I want y'all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh {I said put
Willie the kid, I'm a decorated soldier And I'm stacking bills like Oldsmo, Vaseline and foldgers Kerosene and loads of brown paper bags Cash Money like it
