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my pockets stay knotted
C-note after C-note
Frank Bo hold fifteen plus the caterer
You think you greater, uh

You niggas got some audacity
You
Am I my brothers keeper, motherfucker take my hand
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar
like Kareem did
Two kids later, I mature like fine wine in the basement
Vino, different kind of pinot
Tried to stack c-note after c-note
I'm tryna
like Kareem did
Two kids later, I mature like fine wine in the basement
Vino, different kind of pinot
Tried to stack c-note after c-note
I'm tryna
like Kareem did
Two kids later, I mature like fine wine in the basement
Vino, different kind of pinot
Tried to stack c-note after c-note
I'm tryna
Adversary, amigo
Preacher man, pimp hand
Both folding their c-notes
A black fist clutching deliverance for the people
Young hand reach out, strong hand
birthday
You better say my birthday
I get emotional
That's what c-notes will do
Them penny lofer shoes help me cop a Bentley coupe
Now my string
the beam underneath
When I ride through, ya don't see no lid
I put snipers on the roof like Nino did
All it takes is some c-note slid
To have you
And strap the beam underneath
When I ride through, ya dont see no lid
I put snipers on the roof like Nino did
All it takes is some c-note slid
To have you
need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players
Jump in the Rover and come over; tell your friends 
Jump
a night off
Give your sound man a c-note to cut your mic off
The promoters need me, nigga, you just a write-off
After that, hit the dress room, turn
him
Pimps memorize his lines-verbatim
He reps N.Y. yo
Gives C-notes to winos
Not church
It's how he tithe though
He walks the tenement
Sleeps
again
Salty water make a star, baby, take yourself far
Papa C-Notes eatin' shrimp, free drinks from the bars
Always first class friends, mafio
that's enough to make the whole spot say "DWAMN!"

I cross my heart like a p-coat
If you bring it here I'mma throw c-notes
Let me flow of in your water
thinking, you're thinking,
That you can out think me, but you can't frankly
I'm out for the Benjies, Frankies, C-notes
Just 'cause you ain't me, don't hate
know
Pockets full of c-notes opps I mean p-notes
Bitch in the whip lookin' hot like a cheeto,
Uhh Louie bag and a briefcase bitch,
I get money like
aw-err-aw-err
All of us poppin' tags, all of us ridin' Bentleys
All of us ridin' bikes so you know we all poppin wheelies
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope
[Verse 3: The Game]
Can't be about C-notes
She know my pockets deep enough to see a deep throat
But she won't see a dividend like 3 times ?
And that's
Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold
Now you gettin' played like Casio’s; uuh
Casino’s, C-notes and chips like Frito’s
Got a free coat, when
having a loosing streak (loosing streak)
Can't be seven days, can't be week/weak (can't be weak)
Money on my mind pockets full c-notes
Throwing up my
to this Yo Yo Funk!

Well it's Yo Yo, high as a missle
And I just love a fistful of fuckin' c-notes
And I'm glad I didn't grow to be no material ass
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
And grab a stack of C-notes Them slick stick up
Kids don't get no free dough bro 'cause I ain't
Tryin' to be broke I goes all out for G Rap and
This honey
to play Pokeno
You get that boy a 20 he'll turn that into a C-note
I'm known across the planet, you need that Southern fix?
I got a girl that looks like

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