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timing
Playing malcom ina middle
Wit problems i can't time it
You know im gettin better
By seconds it's no denying
Think that niggas keepin up
Pretty

money, more problems gotta laugh Mo Gilligan
Been broke as a joke, I just made a killing I'm innocent

My guilty pleasure is pain
I worked out that's

This earth told me to hold my ground
My music showed me nobody can match my sound
Mos Def said if it's something
You can change around then keep

ain't mad, that most of them envy
Though my crib so big, steal in their head rent-free
That's by the side, I made a hundred mil' last year
That's wild

a mogul
No need to check it twice, bank teller, "What's the total?"
Money off this wordplay, cash me for a feature
Got gas in the mask, goddamn, I need

Groovy Baby, and you know my new bitch super wavy
Makin' money moves while these dudes is lazy
Now I’m in the booth going stupid crazy
Need a big

Better get it while it's hot before we leave and chunk the deuce, uh (Ya)
Now we Laaaaaid back big body on road
Got the Jaaaayyy passin you already know

face
We just want a bunch of foreign cars
Every single one be push to start
Big b's roof gone have the stars
Lot of money stunt up on em hard
Bad bitch

moi, I’m sorry
Excuse moi, I’m sorry
Lay down with ur hoe, her body cover by money
I ain’t got no worries
I ain’t got no worries
Going up wit my homies

tommy Hilll

Los guachos buscamos estar conformes
Siempre con una postura piola escuchando
Mos def

Un par curtieron la de Nacho Fornes
Otros nos curtimos

bout a nigga 
Da black can't live buried by da trigger 
Damn 
I'm guilty of it use to do it too 
Big fye in my possession I get stupid too 
I'm tryna

Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female, you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking

on the prize lil nigga I don't blink
By next year body covered in ink 
Money and power those big two things 
I don't need yo respect I don't care what you think

if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)

Try to set up shop get glowed up

Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups

I got your chop

bitches, all I want is mo cash
Hunnid bottles round the kitchen, every one full of ash
Got pounds in my truck, gaming money out in Bimini
Got the best damn

time...
No mo fuckin shoe shine
Joe Pesci taking flight
Untouchable till he die
Looked em in the eye
Goodfellas Friday night
Big blunts staying high
Never

Big body coupe
Shot his SUV up now that shit with SVU
Got gas like Texaco Mexico where I get my boof
She think she special undress her now bitch get

And clean under my hood
And when you get that dirt up off meeeee
I'll make you feel good
Oh, I'll make you feel good
Get money, Fuck Bitches
I mean, that was

that image figures you been dead 
More impressive than a speech from Nick Clegg 
Beat made by my brother call this incest 
Money to make with Loose

got the sauce
Girl I know you lost
Remember the time
No money in school lunch line
Lines that I crossed to get by
Over the ocean I dive
Swim with

to the barber

Bank roll, money on my mind lemme lay low
Like simon she do as i say so 
After that i might go take her to Catos
Got heat, its hot, fuego
Try me

niggas do addition
Two broads on top of me call it division
Big baller business can I get a witness
Niggas on Soundcloud like who the fuck is this
Call me

a big part of me
Real pain in tha heart of me
Real one since tha start of me
Hawks jacket,jes starter me
Yawl lackin,aynt hard as me
Yawl packin,den draw

Big bl@#ts staying high
Never getting tired 
Money on my mind 
Ain't no lie