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for love, I was looking for money
I was looking for a taste of cmerican honey 
cnd I found it in a girl named sweet cmanda-Jane
I met her on the sands

We running my phone keeps buzzing
They want us to stop but we ain't stopping (No way)
Ye I'm covered by grace but step out of place
You can end up in

on money
I know she love me she calling me honey
When I'm inside it feel just like honey
She shouting hold on cause honey I'm cumming
I say good kick that

You wanna fuck with T
I will really rob yo life
Take yo money
Then I leave you bleeding dying by my knife
You are nothing but a bitch that I be

NLE or Lil Theca cause you know I'm 16
Then Imma blow up get all the money cause that is the prophecy
Yeah I got the vision no illusion when I change

lie, no be joke, na you be my honey,
With you by my side, I feel like I get money.

(Chorus)
Love nwantiti, na the sweetest thing,
With you, my baby, I

Microphone Techniques

Nice & Smooth

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

the Superbowl, just for Bud Bowl III
Then I watch Living Color, 'cause "homey don't play dat"
Money like my honey in my crib and it'll stay that way

Right ich bin focused On My Way
Jage ja das Money (Money)
And I´m hustling everyday 
Okay
Und die Bitch an meiner Leine denkt ich wäre ihr Bae
Aber

Everyday, say we de elevate ehh.
shey na only money we de calculate.
For my hood I de regulate
some still de calculate
we de calcufast.
Razzz, no cast, go

shit don't you
I just keep this shit real, real, real
I do it for real, real, real
I want that money for real
I want that honey for real
Keep it

money)
Laughter good food and tons of honeys
Eat and be merry, festive drums playing
A real cool atmosphere
You know what I'm saying?
Tipped through

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

Bad, Bad, Bad

Kool Moe Dee

Funke, Funke Wisdom

1991

plenty money and honey bunnies
20s and 10s, drive a Benz, you can't take nothin from me
Cause I came up on the streets, a straight up poor boy
But I beat

you no get money
That day you be ugly monkey
Seriously brother e no funny
No body go call you honey
If she com know sey you don get money
That day you

Just direct
Me to the back of yo mind
Show you the way I
Do it
It’s the Grown folk way
Honey you know I
Got so much love for you!
Honey you know I
Got so

in no one but myself and now I'm moving by my lone, by my lone, by my
I'm never pushing on no smoke, it's just that shit that's in my lungs
Remember

the seas
Cause I get what I want and I don't pay a single fee
My money's my honey, my riches my bride
You see I'm married to the wealth because it's feedin'

a thang to me
So when I get around this money, don't be trying to call me honey
You can't say I'm acting funny no, no

I be off in my phases where I don't

bricks
I'm flipping I’m whipping I’m selling out quick
Filling up shows like a bowl with some milk
I got the rolls no wheels talking pills (Uh huh)
Money

spray my money (hello)
Tonight I'm gettin' some cutty (I'm gettin' some cutty)
Three hoes, none of them ugly (no)
All three wanted to fuck me (yes)

I got few things
But if you need a dollar bill in your blue jeans
Imma throw it to you honey like I'm drew brees
I'm just happy that my crib got 2

ready?
No doubt
Yea me too
Let's do it

If gettin' money is a crime then I confess
It ain't about money I could care less
I used to be a B now I'm a C

made it out but
Others we remember them
But on the better note know
We all getting money now
My past was no joke but everything funny now
I’m talking

Honeys don't 
Power and respect 
In my hand while the
Spiritually minded
Tell em not to blame me - blame the one who made me - move like a king move