Lyrics:
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
I ain't the '90 through the '94 Buffallo Bills
I ain't Dennis Rodman's hair and I ain't Holyfield's ear
I ain't that damn man you see standin
own business
someone knocked on the door the teacher said who is it
this girl walked in my imigination ran wild
she stole my heart just by the way that
Turn on the flat screen to see-Span
See the elite strength, attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
Prophecies comin' to pass
We gotta survive
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
the dollar bills.
From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that,
was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't hold it back.
Black, I regulate I buzz
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
DJ Chill, DJ Young Sound
It's going down in the mix like this
Ayyy (ayyy)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see
take you off road, all told, off load, by the crossroads
When you in the inner city, got them trigger fingers itchy
It ain't pretty, there ain't pity,
and handsome
I just look that way
I'm a canvas that bleeds
And I'm painted with fingers
Childish pictures of you that still linger
Bury you're wasted into
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
arm
(To know that at five you're really arrivin', she'll be holding your arm)
In spite of bills
(Even though the bills just pile up by the million)
on our broke down van
We're living on truck stop burgers and fries
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
Well who in the hell is gonna be pay these bills
And I barely got one to my name
Boy I need dolla bills
Pulled up in my ride
We tryna make it smooth so we hopped in
I don’t work a 9 to 5
Move a little
on the street
Understand, get it that's the plan, from the Little Big Man
(Yeah.. hahhh.. come again! Uh, yeah..)
(Peep game)
[Bushwick Bill]
Now when it comes
arm
(To know that at five you're really arrivin', she'll be holding your arm)
In spite of bills
(Even though the bills just pile up by the million)
are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
don't see no rings on these fingers
I can't be your man
Look to the future, find someone better than me
I can't be your man
You deserve much more,
by twelve
Just as easily as you and I do by ten
Now if man had been born with six fingers on each hand
He'd probably count
One, two, three, four,
Million dollar car
All I got is
One dollar
Two dollar
Five dollar
Ten dollar
Twenty dollar
Fifty dollar
Hundred dollar
All kinda motherfucking dollar bills
Will be the same day M.T.v. Play videos
That was a little joke, voila
Praises due to the most high, Allah
Praises due to the most fly, Prada
Baby I'm
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