Galore (feat. Teezy Big Tuna & 32 Roach)

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I want some more and some more
Gettin' to the money galore
I can remember the poor
Teezy Big Tuna used to sleep on
The floor
I take the bag on a tour
Know I'm gettin' to it she say that
She sure
At the bank I get adored
Way too playa' to lose sleep 'bout a whore
You can believe it or not
If it get hot i'm switchin' the spots
Stackin' it up til' it rot
Teezy not Martin my pockets got knots
I run it up while you trot
Free lil' buddy he sleep on a cot
Big stunna' tune a coyote
But I get slick move swift as a fox
I can't pay for no box
I get cocky make a bitch kick rocks
Constantly chain smoking
Like I'm a rasta the tune need locs
Nigga waitin' on me to drop
Deal with the plug and the tune
Can't flop
Me and my niggas won't stop
Birds of a feather always gon' flock
Do what I want and I can
Before shawty Lo' knew I was the man
Kay got 60 in the can
Caught in a jam at expense of his mans
Reach and I cut off ya' hand
James Bond son way more than a sayin'
I bring the beach to the sand
I ask 'bout her friend she think that I'm
Playin'
I'm tryna' get my cheddar
Tune be ballin' I got my letters
I am a bad bitch getter
Young hot nigga and I still won't sweater
Been took it to a new level
I get the bag break it down with my fella's
Fuckin' with us be careful
To the bullshit I'm Helen Keller
I want some more and some more
Gettin' to the money galore
I can remember the poor
Teezy Big Tuna used to sleep on
The floor
I take the bag on a tour
Know I'm gettin' to it she say that
She sure
At the bank I get adored
Way too playa' to lose sleep 'bout a whore
You can believe it or not
If it get hot i'm switchin' the spots
Stackin' it up til' it rot
Teezy not Martin my pockets got knots
I run it up while you trot
Free lil' buddy he sleep on a cot
Big stunna' tune a coyote
But I get slick move swift as a fox
Forgettin' about some of these racks I got
This shit collectin' dust
I got onion ring booty lil bitch all on my dick
Say Roach a must
I know niggas wanna' be my friend and
Shake my hand but I can't trust
I thought I had fell in love again
Turns out it was just lust
Country boy came to pick up some P's
Yeah I sell a whole lot of weed
Diamonds lighthouse on me bling
Put a hole in his head like Krispy Kreme
I can't f*ck with these niggas
They ain't apart of my team
Nigga get caught up he gone sing
I was feeling like Martin I had me a dream
I'm stuffin' all of these racks in my jeans
I can stuff four five Glocks in my pants
I'm strapped up nigga I don't like to dance
I hit a lick had to draw up a plan
Nigga steal from me I'mma cut off his hand
All I care about is grand huncho's and rubber bands
3200 The mother fuckin' clan
I'm a made man f*ck a helpin' hand
I want some more and some more
Gettin' to the money galore
I can remember the poor
Teezy Big Tuna used to sleep on
The floor
I take the bag on a tour
Know I'm gettin' to it she say that
She sure
At the bank I get adored
Way too playa' to lose sleep 'bout a whore
You can believe it or not
If it get hot i'm switchin' the spots
Stackin' it up til' it rot
Teezy not Martin my pockets got knots
I run it up while you trot
Free lil' buddy he sleep on a cot
Big stunna' tune a coyote
But I get slick move swift as a fox

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