Paul Bunyan
Ka$ey 2k
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I'm coming for the money, money, money Moolah Talking bout the Moolah and I got a whole lot Cash Money Cash money uh Cash money I'm counting my dubs I'm counting my hunneds (Triheart Go Hard) Feel like Paul Bunyan I'm building my pot I'm building my pot I'm building my pot I'm building my huh, what, huh? I'm building my pot feeling like Bob In my jeans I keep me a Glock put a f*ck bitch right next to an Opp Im not Paul but I got the aux turning me up every time that I drop Who got the cash who go the rocks Bitch that's me coming back with a broad (that's me) She gon kiss me like it's Hershey's put it in her did a surgery Too much kids up in her glands like we opened up a nursery I've been stuffing up her guts like a thanksgivin Turkey But who gon stop me You can't top me That's why my haters mad they always try to copy Bitch behind the desk sucked me up right in the lobby I feel like I'm the man but I'm not too cocky My music better than yours and I do it for a hobby My foreign got horses and I ride it like a jockey I whip the 9/11 like a plane we crashed bitch still giving me brain Cash money right out the bank coming out the coupe like we just made it rain I pull up in a stang in between lanes do what I do cause my life is a game I'm building my pot feeling like Bob In my jeans I keep me a Glock put a f*ck bitch right next to an Opp Im not Paul but I got the aux turning me up every time that I drop Who got the cash who go the rocks Bitch that's me coming back with a broad (that's me) Big city pictures know I'm living different Man on a mission I leveled up my digits Still making racks do what I do One false move put you in a tomb Fast track to England I'm hitting that zoom Speed off in a foreign I just had it tuned 0 to 60 I'm hitting that gas Not worried bout stress when it comes to the cash Money keep coming while I sit and relax Gotta two seater in my lap I keep a heater Blood on my sneakers like I'm the grim reaper Bad lil bitch I'm eager to meet her drop off that bitch and then I delete her I'm talking bout guap straight out the pot Haters they talk they all on my cock Turned cash into rocks vvs diamonds they all on my watch I'm building my pot feeling like Bob In my jeans I keep me a Glock put a f*ck bitch right next to an Opp Im not Paul but I got the aux turning me up every time that I drop Who got the cash who go the rocks Bitch that's me coming back with a broad (that's me) Yeah She gon do it Came back with a broad Came back with a broad I came back with the baddest broad Bad lil' broad with a bad lil' bod' Comin' over to my house cause she just want some Record it like a movie Yeah we did it like a groupie Now she mad wanna sue me Feel like Paul Bunyan
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