Lyrics:
that money goin` be illegal when you got it
Keep your dough up
But I ain`t goin` tell you, what?, to stop chasin` paper
Man, I`m just like ya`ll, I
out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans
that far
We ain't gonna do it
Till I know that she'll be mine for sure
She say that she love me and
That's what I've been looking for
If we gonna be
drums
You can go act dumb now
We gonna make ya ass run
So many losses, I ain't won yet
I thought by now I'd be on a jet
Or on a yacht with
a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the
Captain that a Bassett hound couldn't even smell ya
Body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob shit
You another
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
along
If I keep a-tellin' the story
Ain't nothin' gonna ever go wrong.
'Cause, when the saint goes marchin' in there
Do not tell me I'm wrong
For by
haters, that's cutting through the seam
Kuz they can't even tell ya, who ya gonna be
Can't even tell ya, how to get the rings
Can't tell you how to do it if
Buy Me!
Ain't ready so ya better belive that uhh y'all ain't ready y'all ain't ready
so act like ya know that y'all ain't ready y'all ain't
tell the truth to upset em
Why dey here what dey want i don’t know
Never do the shit that’s stupid on ya own
Make a turn yeah never gonna learn
Yeah
and dropped
All your fake-ass east coast
Props brainstormed and locked
You is a, b writer, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you
Ain't nothin' but
me?
Girl, I'm gonna lay you on your back
Bam-bam, beat it like that
I'mma do it to ya, do it to ya
I'mma do it to ya, if you, if you let me
Girl, I'll
on rollin, baby
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna
slidin' fucked up nigga what up
In the cut flossin' like a motherfucker what up
Beside all being now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't where I
words of Marvin
Gaye ‘This ain’t living’
I don’t, I don’t want no, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna, vote for your inauguration
Cause I don’t need your,
the same bitch that was cheating behind yo back
You ain't by yoself nigga, you ain't lost a dad
You ain't always thinking bout ya mothafuckin past
You ain't
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
on the telephone,
When your all alone.
Tell me who's gonna love you girl...
Ain't nobody gonna do the things I did.
Ain't nobody gonna kiss the way I kiss.
Ain't
nah)
Bet you never met a chick like me
(nah nah nah)
Met a chick like me
(nah nah)
Show you how it’s gonna be
(ya ya)
Show you what’s it’s gonna be
(ya
today now baby
Tell me aint it lovely
Tell me ain't it somethin
It's our day today now baby
Tell me aint it lovely
You can shake the bubbly
No ya aint
weeks later, they smokin' weed (word)
That's what I'm talkin' about
I ain't here to tell you not to smoke weed (true)
Everybody get high (get high,
in my bedroom
You're invited
C'mon now, let me see ya shake your rump
Tell me, how long will it take to cum
Havin' fun
Do it one on one and we can all
squash it
We don't retreat
Always rappin
What u gonna cop
But be broke by next wk
Quit ya habit
Be a savage wit ur hustle
Fuck sleep
Get some money
Learn
We're gonna move on up
One by one
We ain't gonna stop until the work
Is done
Am I black enuff, black enuff for ya
Am I black black enuff for ya
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