Lyrics:
a Fresh Prince
Nigga I'm a young king, nigga I'm a Bun B
I go hard, ask my broad
Miss Stevie Wonder, she ain't lookin' at y'all (she can't see)
You ain't gotta ask if she digg me, of course she did I'm witty
I'm a product of my city, that 2Pac and that Biggie
My jewels pop with that pretty
ahead and touch my cheek then
But we'll be burying you and your
Whole motherfucking family by the weekend
I'm calling your bluff, go on and buck
I got my
[Mad Lion:]
Oh someone go on like them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you call
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
dollar bills, it's giving "uh-uh"
Girl you bad and I mean you so bad
But on god, you're dumb as a box of rocks
Sometimes I want to stop or get caught by
I got them
Don't ask what they are, don't ask if I copped them
I go hard for my team, I go hard for my squadron
Where'd you get your Roley from?
Follow me down
Follow me down
Follow me down
By Mr Tom Hughes, ooh
My mama told me
My lil' sister too
"Women down the street, sonny
Gonna be
when I'm stressing
Really it ain't nothing realer
Said ya done getting by
Ya gonna get a bill up
Said ya born to fly
Money falling from the ceiling now
schools and politicians faking empathy
Just give them pills, it'll help them mentally and abort a pregnancy
Or just pass bills like medical assistance in
I'll die on this hill
Working class gets a pass you ain't ask for this shit you just handling it how I would too
Jaded by the hurt that you know you'll
a wreckin' yard in a switchblade storm
In a wheelbarrow with nothin' but revenge to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in unmarked bills
Was
gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll
PRESIDENT
Congratulations
BY THE WAY I NEED you TO SEND A TRILL MSG TO SUM
ND A SUBLIMALNAL ONE TO OTHER
ABOUT THIS THROWIN ROCKS
ND BEING BEHIND you're HEAD
for dollar bills, is it better making less doing what makes you happy still,
That's the recurring question that I ask myself,
The proof is always in
to pay fall your bills
They told me to let it go, they told me to take it slow
Now I'm on top of the tables
This is no story, no fables
I am not good with
Like the 'pollo, I
The holy spirit of Chicago
Married to the game
I should have took the bitch to Cabo
I know, I know like Bill Withers, feel niggas
And Positive K
Lyrics real sweet like candy
It's just like a condom
We keep one handy!
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go
stop till I’m dead
Go ahead ask around whole town
All on my shit
yeah I’m on my shit
really gone get rich we gone get rich
and the Convo lit
in
million, million
Dollar bills in hand
That was best unsaid
Tell me you ain't feel it yet
Heli helium, helium
Take me up instead
I was on the roof of a zoo
of a bad bitch
Look like cabbage patch
Complexion like a dab of ranch
Collectin bills in plastic bags
She ran up my tab
She go grabbing her bag
The birds
I ain't the type to ask her if she ate I just go and get her
Niggas won't I'm the wrong nigga
Can't be talking shit and think you low
Niggas gon get
can't pay your bills, now I don't care
I'mma go and spend your rent on underwear
I'm in Saks Fifth, used to shop at Sears
I've been poppin' pills
grandma, I miss yo smell, it was lemon scent
You can ask anybody that I won't change on you, never
And if I go out cold than this is my hood letter
I been
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