's hot, nigga, letting off steam This is like a movie action scene Ring, ring, ring like a machine This shit's money, nigga, this shit's green This shit's is terrifying Halloween This shit's gimme your
explain myself, baby I'm on that hood shit So say you wanna go, well I say go 'head good bitch I tour PGA, thats P-ssy n Good Ass Bitch, when your on
make your bedrock, I-I-I can make your bedrock girl, I-I-I can make your bedrock, I-I-I can make your bedrock, In the bed girl me be trouble, I can make your
from your trunk Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk Nigga please, chumps don't tour like us You on the road a million hours, I fly over your
't be scared to grab her from behind And make her show out her wild side Push out the backside Hon' what they gon' say to you Got your hair did and your
remenising me and biggie bringing boys home Father figure, hatings for them other niggaz Dirty money went and brought a money printer Now my money longer on the Mississippi river Money
if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death Top down, it's upset ? dick in the world and n*gga I aint ? yet! You f**k with me wrong, I knock your head off your
her to death Top down, it's upset Been fucking the world and nigga, and I ain't cum yet You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck The flight
think your albums haven't sold more? [Busta Rhymes] Well baby, the nature of the business is unstable Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your
reminiscing me and biggie bringing boys home Father figure, hatings for them other niggaz Dirty money went and brought a money printer Now my money longer on the Mississippi river Money
I can't stay much longer, Melinda The sun is getting high I can't help you with your troubles If you won't help with mine I gotta get down, I gotta get
that's a fact Em G C G But maybe everything that dies some day comes back. Em G C G Put your makeup on, fix your
bezel It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level Where I'm at, your check, you better double that And personally your raps is where the trouble at I'm
the seed The knowledge of good and evil is what caused us to lie Caused us to die, let your emotions be crucified Renounce all your thoughts Repent and let your
is, "Oh boy" Look, mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers, sober, then leave after it's over Killa, I'm not your companion or your man
me and gets of bets I'm more ya wanna be me money bucks you can have it if you really want to just keep it sexy and get that money Chorus) own a company
point He said, "Forty five dollars Or thirty days in the joint" "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hon You can take your choice You're twenty one No money
Put me in a hole in the ground With the money and the towel And the women, all runnin' around Can't complain about the mess Momma killed the only dress