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niggas get them P's wrapped up in plastic
Would've drove the load this shit too far it flew from Calabasas
I can't wife a hoe so what you doing it for
She

watchin da hate/
I buss a pound like a grape
I pull up to my estate, 
I Stay by da ocean not a lake/
Fuk all da hoe shit u a lame/
I buy my hoe shit it’s

But I got forty by my belt if you play you get finished
All these niggas say they next
But all that drip hit the same you need to replenish
I don't do

the dim light
Amaze zone what I feel like
Fuck ah grill you can get yo princess cut in real life
Blue money nubucks what the tims like
Blew money knew but

Of course
My God's for saving her

But the worlds so cold

Worlds so cold
He went from a little cute boy
To a young little devil on da road
Get things done by

Where My Money At
Where my money at
Where My Money At
Where my money at

Nigga
Where my paper
I need it now Nigga
Fuck a Lata
This pussy cost a ticket

left out

Yo money small lil boy
You need to stick yo chest out

Cop a fit den check out
I get to thinking about my niggas sometimes I wanna check out

check de strepen
Nu wil je van me nemen, jij hebt niks gegeven
(Bitch)

Hold up (Eh) wait a minute
We zijn gekomen voor die money now we get it
Hold up

credit
But if we talkin money bitch I bet they wouldn't bet it
These hoes cant fuck wit me I'm stupid on the mic
But I can't get a chance I won't go stupid

I turn up on niggas
I turn up on bitches
I turn up on niggas who acting like Bitches Dey ain't talking about shit yaah
I gotta Get money
Don't think

cuffin
It's a big difference
Bitches callin me Scotty by the way that I'm Pippen

Blow that lil bitch back out
I got her limpin
Runnin shit in dat joint

get spraid wit dat iron(BLUH)

Verse 2:
now look im tired of this shit,
im gon take 5 for this shit,
i told my patna pass the chapa,
watch my quiet this

Versatile artist hear it in my flow
Lotta bitches in my face tryna be my main hoe
Before I get out of bed Gotta wake and bake tho
And don't forget

Art of Facts

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

As Mellow Max passes the blunts to Skully
We're about to come get nutty up in here
Artifacts, nine-six tricks
Sean J. with the beat
Complete,

No word of a lie can’t leave my brothers behind money still be on my mind
Got wassties they want the gang to get signed but it’s gonna take us some

I’m smoking OG by the OZ 
Pussy boi don’t know me get In my face get KD
30 left 5 in his chest 
Hollows hit 
Rip off his flesh 
This stick make you

Nigga run up get  served nigga  I’m too lit 
I ain’t gotta wait in a line nigga I’m too lit
Yeah i got money on my mind nigga I’m too
Aye im too lit I

Nigga run up get  served nigga  I’m too lit 
I ain’t gotta wait in a line nigga I’m too lit
Yeah i got money on my mind nigga I’m too
Aye im too lit I

da blessin bitch (Polo)
Ain’t got no hoe in me
Sliding through da hood
Tryna get some guap
Still got my pole on me
It still shoot like new
Aim at yo

on the pole she twerkin'
Put her on the floor and she workin'
Get the money rake up, get dat muhfucka off the floor
Gotta hit the road gotta go
Fuck that lil'

riches...well really not really but you feel me
Gotta whole 'lotta problems, whole 'lotta condoms, whole anaconda dat yo hoe love to swallow when she with me
Look

I said it den I meant it
Niggas be faking for the world ain't did shit Nigga just dreamt it
All dey work dey get from me
So don't be fooled by dey IG

So under my dad I grew
So much money done touch
Dese hands
Damn all them stacks I blew
Thinking that hoe
Gone have my back!
Whole time she was loving

at my wrist 
Look at my bitch 
Ain’t on my level then suck my dick 
Watch ya mouth hoe don’t get blicked 
I’ma wall out, woah, don’t get hit 

Push