Lyrics:
On the strip with me if I flipped the key
N' I had Christmas tree
Man, Cass sold more bags then Lipton Tea
N' I had chicks trick for me
Cause I'm a pimp
My
On the strip with me
If I flipped the key, n' I had Christmas tree
Man, Cass sold more bags then Lipton Tea
N' I had chicks trick for me
Cause I'm a pimp
My
Yah, anyway, wo na na
Weed
High grade
Weed
Good fi nerves
Weed
Yeh
Weed
Hundred dollar bag
Weed
Tell dem all about
Weed
Allright
Weed
out put up resistance when Ninja mek him bomb
Seet yah know di war go get warm, yallo
Kill who? Yuh mad mon? Beenie Man nuh badman
All who bad out war
She don't want me leave and go nowhere, she said Beenie Man don't go, at the stage at my show she's hanging out she's even there at the front row
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
boy toe tag
If they wanna sneak diss, I gotta grab my pole, man
A.R. with a hundred round drum, I can't wait to blow that
Heard that little boy just got
But yuh see some man seh dat dem fi run di business
A Wha a gwaan mon? Yo!
Dem a talk bout more fire, mi a talk bout more prayer
We pray for water
Twenties, fifties, hundreds
Gotta go and get a bag
Dior, Gucci, 'Rari, two seat
She's a movie, but means nothing to me
A-list singer and she's just
I'm the man got a master plan
Life's short, I been racing
My dreams near, I been chasing
Got a lil change, I been saving
100 bands, 100 bands
Need
Sweet one whine it back one time
No stress how I'm living my life
Two gyal by my side in my bros dem ride
If it's beef then it's boom bye bye
Sweet
good so you can neva kick it wimme
You can never kick it
You ain't fuckin wimme nigga, you can never unzip it
Haha
My mans has you beat by a landslide
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
Ign'ant motherfucker please
You know exactly what a motherfucker need
I need a bag 'bout a hundred fifty Gs
You don't want us to make
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
like beenie
Last Ina benz like spragga
Make a pack disappear Houdini
You can ask my friends Ima trapper
See dem man n get squeezy
Dey see man & wanna
antisocial
No I don't fuck with money
Nerd bag nigga chains
Man and I ain't really friendly
Niggas indirect so when I catch
'em I'ma fuckin' bend 'em
Upped
solve em by dropping 100 stack
I want 99 hundred racks
you can’t flaunt only taunt what you want without that money bag
99 hundreds racks,
Ain’t enough
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money,
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by
to have rules, not lulus,
Never have I seen a man run that fast,
I'm surprised that he never done a poo poo (fart noise),
Oi donut, dickhead beenie man's
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
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