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your mind like they did Kennedy's
Closed casket ghetto boys world where we
Make the murder bracket high shore taxes
High by the dead beat daddy’s

bitch is borin'
Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday mornin'

Yeah
Young nigga, lot of cash (woo, woo)
Bad bitch, lotta ass

Cash only yeah I'm all bout  that mula 
Don't fuck wit my money or I'm sending the shooters
Just bought a new Glock the bitch came wit a ruler
Bit

building a money machine, yeah

I will do anything, for the cash
Do it by any means, for the cash
Who you know? (Tell me, tell me)
Who you trust? (Tell me,

Playboy (Don't Hate Me)

Big Tymers

How You Luv That?

1998

Up in the double are (R), just me and Slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)?

Don't

Cinderella lost her glass shoe
The cash blue, but I'm still seein' green
I'm in the bathroom, and I'm peein' lean
My bitch a vacuum, I told her, "Keep me

with a beam. In the back yard, where I play on my guitar. You gotta admit that this beat is going hard. Cause I don't miss, and I'm the greatest by far.

Northern Califoolya

B-Legit

Breakin News

2003

and pesos
Stack money and I chase hoes
I give 'em blues, tattoo's on who to choose
Quitters never win and I don't plan to lose
I check shoes, rich watch,

go legit
I'm really tryna' quit
But the cops keep fucking with a young nigga shit
So we running the strip
With a gun and a clip
Cause the police bang

this fly
Now I'm talk cash
Hell yeah, bitch, I love to talk about money
Playing with the cash, never glance at a tag
Feeling like Fab, just throw it in

up out the hood
I swear this shit ain't for me
I want it all nigga
So I'm gone get it
Make that money mine
So I'm gone spend it
I put that on my sister

My nigga better boss up, Yeah
My nigga you better tone up,
Maan, Shit we bout to blow,
Shit, Bout to fuck some shit up,

They started by Rapping trash

the money
My niggas chasing the
Chasing the money my niggas be chasing the cash
Wanting shit I never had you know we smoke on the gas
Geeking and I'm on my

Money flying in the air
Ass up everywhere
Damn she bad, there she go
3 shots of henny and that girl gone hit the pole

Shawty gotta whole lotta cash

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are

Victory

The Notorious B.I.G.

No Way Out

1997

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are

problems always comin'
From this dope shit hoe shit
Want to stop your whole cash flow shit
Put your feelings in the air
Niggas wanna hold shit oh shit
Hate

base baby
Yeah
Want the cash
Money is the lingo
Go big or go home
You know how the saying go
Trying to make it fucking rain
Make em bring their Rain

(motherfucker)
Everybody and they mother wanna rap now
Tell 'em cut a check for a youngin', I'ma cash out
Walking in the back door to the pat down
On my shit

day
Hot boi summer all day
Young nigga its real hot today
Young nigga
The bullet is gone I can't stop it
I got the cash I'm now stopping
Can't fuck big

syrup
Too sexy for these pills, I'm too sexy for this
I get cash wherever I fly, got bitches sexin' on me (whoa)
Money, cars, and all this jewelry make

not lemonade yeah
I do my music shit by my self, yeah I’m self made
Keep all the money to my self when I get paid yeah (When I get paid yeah)
Cash

HOLD UP

Giggs

Big Bad...

2019

talkin' hammers with bodies
Been wavy, tsunami (Tsunami)
Had to starve and wait, not reincarnated
Young LeBron to be the first down, young Tom Brady

music would never stick
Now I’m makin more money than them and shit
You really hatin on a young nigga grind and shit
I’m fila without a chick
Drug dealer