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in love with get money hard
All this bullets nigga its to yourself
You better pray cuz my stick talk
I got no mercy to this pussy niggas
I dont give

'cause I got options by the Brady Bunch
Working like I had to punch, thousands I ain't made enough
Before I chill I need a quarter mil, 'til then I'm

stopping til I get the Millie
Stranger Things I want my shawty like Millie
Michael Jackson moonwalking like Billie
I run them bars from Detroit like I'm

A track-suit-wearing balding grumpy fucker stops to look her over
Says you clean enough for us so long you pass the tests that follow
Get some money and protection come

that bitch, and it ain't no asking why they all on my tip
'Cause I get them Benjamins and Jacksons and they all in my grip
Tell me who you know could

mind? (Yeah) One of a kind
Get you to sign (sign), I took the fine (cash)
Mulholland Drive (skrrt), I hesitate and weave
And hit that line, I hit more,

the stale face
Boy, I'm bad like Michael Jackson
With the pale face you got that "nigga
I'm about to take a L" face
Never too complex
But I use my gift

cus bigger is better
Your footwork need practice
I talk that ish just to keep you distracted
Don't get smacked kid
No you ain't ready for action
I make

too real and too graphic 
Bout to get up out the hood cause he shoot baskets 
But didn't duck soon enough when them shots blasted 
Now he lying  stiff

bottle
Roll up that zip
Pour up that bottle
Roll up that zip

You can tell I came to get lit I finally got on my shit/Tequila the sauce that I sip I don't

F.U.T.W.

Jay-Z

Magna Carta...Holy Grail

2013

world
Fuck up the world
Me and destiny got a date

Martin had a dream, Hov got a team
My chain already heavy, don't let me get a ring
Parades down

get from point A to point B by keepin' it G
Ain't no killer but don't push me
If you grab the heat you a pussy
Knuckle up and tell me how you feel,

break bad habits with bad mood
And I'ma break your spirit then break it to you like bad news
Like moonwalking with Michael Jackson in bad shoes

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow"
Like the chorus went like
Don't bite that

Shooting star star fire 
Who's in charge I'm hired 
Too bizarre don't mind it 
Super car I'm pilot 
Lucifer stop lying 
Gucci fur mile highness 
Let

Richmond, Virginia boston
New York City clinton Sparks

Don’t get it fucked up pussy
You know how to act
And I’m single handedly carrying New
York

Cuz they don't bother me (ha stop)

Nigga I'm always strapped I
Sleepwalk with the hammer
I bump into you wake up then blam ya
Yo Whoo Kid these niggas

man, jump man
Logo’d head to toe, like I’m his fucking stuntman
Don’t get crossed by the boss
Or you might see your muffin crumblin’
My MVP, flawless

rocking heavy metal
I might slow but never stop I serve the petro
I can swim with Michael phelps a gold medal on em
Can't go broke tryna look rich swear I

I'm tryna stack it up, run it up, add it up
You niggas ain't running fast enough (Hey, hey)
Told myself I wouldn't stop till I copped me a drop and my

Represent

Show & A.G.

Jackpot

2003

Jackson cause that shit is off the wall.
You don't believe me, ask that brother show,
Snatchin' hotties, grabbin' hotties, lettin' mothafuckers know.
You

right back to same shit
I'm a nice guy til you get me on that gang shit
Ain't no playing games shit
Run up take yo chain shit
Please don't hit me up when

come with all hard work you just gotta be patient
 
Rollin up but you ain't taking a puff of my expensive shit
I can't stop til I get enough I'm Michael

stuffin and like Michael Jackson
They always be startin somethin'

We bring da pain
With the muthafuckin' choppers in hand
504, Cash Money, droppin' niggas