Lyrics:
to town (even if it sucks)
I make it all by acting like a clown (and I don't give a fuck)
I got so much money I could buy a house in San Fransisco
But I
dollar bill, bill bill
We gon' flip this bitch and get some mo' dough (we gon' flip this bitch!)
And won't you tell 'em what we do with the pape's (won't
peace to Arthur, boy, we gotta give him props
In his angel house he chopped our first nickel rocks
Natural-born hustler so you know the dreams grew
Gold
peace to Arthur, boy, we gotta give him props
In his angel house he chopped our first nickel rocks
Natural-born hustler so you know the dreams grew
Gold
Only time will tell
Offer these niggas too much
Time they gone tell only grind by myself
Couple lines of the lean and liter
(And my heater) ain't
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
I
Done gone to Dreamville
Everybody ‘member little house up on the hill
(what he say?)
Mama never gotta worry bout none of the bills
(nuh uh) i’m
Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'
a big house for two
We could be on the news
[chorus]
Stolen gold
I see you through the haze
My hand it shakes, we fall from grace
Take me home
I’m living
Tooooooo
Ice on me
Your b***ch on me
Don't sleep on me
Put your bills on me
Paaaaaaw
Mo4kin Talksick by the way
I don't understand why this niggas trippin
ain't fucking with you and these bills is getting taller
This gold on I'm a king and I never show my problems
Never show no mercy
Lil bro just committed
the king of the car shows
[Master P]
I see it I buy it, you need it I got it
I could transform a car 'til a Halle Berry by demand
Regular wheels, I
I might choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in
Benz)
Houses all over Texas (Texas)
Lightning gold Lexus (Lexus)
He had enough respect to dress this (dress this)
Expensive Tim suits
Girl wearing
Smacked in your mouth by a nigga rockin' six rings
24 karat, all gold, like a young king
These niggas playin' both parts like Regina King
Dick in
I got fortunes of heaven in diamonds and gold
I got bonds, baby, that the banks can't hold
I got houses 'cross the country, honey
End to end
the spot
By the way the kid moving I done grew up a lot
Yeah
Uh oh the grind don’t stop
If you still breathe breath then it’s time on the clock
New nigga
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
provision and health
And I wanna get me a house but i'm scared to look at a bill
I'm praying music will keep me uphill, i'm praying music will make me some
to the hood
Pass them all out on the block, what's good?
I'mma put the Compton swap meet
By the White House
Republican run up, get socked out
Hit the Pres with
I'm way too chill got a lot of dollar bills
Plus a house on a hill (Plus a house on a hill)
Your girl looking fine I'm about to make her mine only
houses get built on sand
Some crumble to the earth but yet some still stand
Taller and stronger than on solid land
Trial by fire grows child to man
I'm
they doin before Mack 10 was rappin ?!? Tell me
(What the fuck?) how can I remain a man of seven figures
when I'm rushed by gold diggers everytime I
Due house arrest, the police be fed
Underneath the stars, we count our gains
Not in gold, memories still remain (they remain)
Through sunsets, i always
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