ass and ain't got shit to say? Young tune, motherfucker, no anime Doctor Carter, motherfucker, come to amputate Cash money, too much money to calculate Young Money, dat new shit
ain't got shit to say Young tune motherfucker no anime Doctor carter motherfucker come to amputate Cash money too much money to calculate Young money dat new shit
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rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money
shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for. I'm still counting what Hard Core generated. Bet my shit keep
to yall But understand nothing was done for me So I dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine Im shutting shit
don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please Mr. Producer
Aiyyo, turn me up in my headphones, man I want this shit motherfuckin' blarin' It ain't loud enough, man Oh, these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with
niggas pop they Cris' Cop they whip, brag about they watch and shit But watch this shit, I'mma put a stop to this I got to flip, the V's niggas pop the shit
, reflect on the past When I used to pull spine outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, continue to bill shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm determined to kill shit
Evander shit Fuck the money and the white sand and shit When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit Your man talking about Hummers and little
money bombs like a taliban (hallalla) we gettin arab money (money) u want this hook you gon' pay dat money save dat money give it to my kids, ill take
with some hot shit I'ma help yo ass out on what a bitch think when a nigga got some cheddar Girls be like (A LOON)! Take that, get money, cars, player
I'm gonna get ya And drop the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah Yo, map shit out, blast through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new
milli, get them all ... flat screens in the front room Quarter bricks half things in the back room Money coming, money going Serve my out of town nigger yeah that money
