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thinkin' all that you never did right

The judge just put him inside, nothing was right
Lost his job so the money was tight
Left two kids and the mummy

her car with the personalised plates,
That lady in lace, collecting her mail,
while her husband waits by the door, watching his girl, watching me next

Your nigga be broke lame a shame damn I knew he was capping now,
Ain’t got no bread uh ugh crumbs niggas be dumb no capping now,
For by the fool but I’m

as a token
Always eat ass first thing in the morning
Ooo
Pill bottle pill bottle Pill bottle
Ooo
Saved by the bell
Skip every class in school
Never read a book

a gambling day
Queen smiled low and blissfully
"Let's make some wretched fool to play" 
Plain it was she did agree

He sent his Deuce down to Diamond
His Four

undressed
A dumb kid, way too arrogant to show respect
Till he got charged for
He was caught like a fool till his pops lost his cool
Kicked him out

damn
Noobert on my nose like god damn
Steakbert head like god damn
Fools blaze weed like god damn
Full AC like god damn
Don't take a knee like god damn

When nobody was there till I met you
Eye contact, bitch, our soul connected
Took you with me to the party, stayed by my side
Baby you understood
Baby yes

going to watch it all go up in flames
All we got is us stay down forever
Even if the money will never be the same
Hi, it's me
I'm on again
Off the shit

the south, you know that kitchen was lit 

Grandpa was there, but was cheap with his money

Mama was begging him for dollars cause she needed his money

But he

UK Jive

The Kinks

UK Jive

1989

wages by half past nine. 
Now he's bought a gramophone on the never never 
And the tally man's gotta have his money on time 
But the kids are jumping

Seeking validation recognition of his name
Why do you try so hard
When money grows on trees in your backyard
Why do you try so hard
When money grows

niggas
Here by my side
I’m Dex in his lab
Man darkness aside
I am a weasel
Baboon in y’all eyes
I am all that
Call me optimus prime
I’m loading a cannon

Pimps

Eightball & MJG

Comin' Out Hard

1993

to be a pimp
the pimp supplys his bitchs wit some tricks 
dat they can tempt
a sucker will spend his money, till he ain't got nothin left
instead

baow-baow-baow-baow)
Catch a rapper lackin', snatch his chain at Rolling Loud (oh, really? Haha)
I'm RBMG, they don't trust us, we be schemin' (Rubberband Money Gang)

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

A fool and his money soon part ways, so, I'm
A stay smart and stay paid like that, but

I'm just tryna be cool, but I'm a
Be me and I'm a be real, y’all

you’ll get hit
By me, not becausе it’s hot
Put your hand away to put your
Damn Spam in the fridge put it
Brew lots of green fluffy and muffy
And you wanna

can’t do no damages
If you say you want the money bad Go for bands innit
It don’t make no sense
For me to Brag I stay cashing in
We couldn’t afford

Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that

and then we slide
Bout that action all the time
Consciousness is taking over



VERSE 1

Demanding money,
Don't need it though
Cause I'm better broke
Look

the fool
But I can’t let you doubt me
(Let you doubt me)
I wasn’t playin’ by the rules
I was snakin’ niggas if we just being honest
(I’m not honest)
Act like

for a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say Oohwee,
Peace to DU cause I like the way

to school
She want Chanel she think I'ma fool
(Lil' bitch)
Cousin make bail, come home act
A fool, homie just flexin'
We take his tool
He wanna box, he make