Lyrics:
like David and the world is Goliath
It used to feel so sacred and now they say don't believe in Messiah
If that's what it takes to be free for all
yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
Yo, whattup ma'? I got a pocket full of stinkies
Let's go spend these right quick (what's that?)
All my fly bitches like (dirty money, dirty
a smile on his pretty world.
Bleeds men dry, doesn't hear them cry,
countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg, Glickstein, Charles, David Smith
Im taking a break from all this other drama
Im use to mistakes but I aint never done em
Im finding my fate Im looking for a come up
Im masking my
I should get an Oscar award for my acting
When they actually think that I'm feelin? 'em
That's when I take they money, then I'm killin' 'em
I got
Tom Thumb jumped up and said "I got one,
David Duke and Farrakhan riding side-by-side on the top gun"
[Shock-G]
Hickory Dickory Dock, each day I hear
money money
I dey work fah de money money
So make yuh nuh fear.
Iye iye iye iye
I dey see a blessing , it's not by might .
I for celebrate , I for
far
Have enuff money to buy maself a porche carerra
All of my peoples wanst enuff of ma giant posta
ugh,,Its all I got to say, so thanks to my peeps who
flat
Know how to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped
[Chorus]
My money, money, money, my b**** is my money
Ohhh money you my honey
my God
Read up on the word and I give it all I got
I be working for the Lord and I ain't never gonna stop
Blessed when I follow the name of the Lord
Then she work her spine then you lose-a yo mind.
Not all of your money$$ but mine
'Cause I'm up in all of I get yo trick ass back on the grind
yeah, yeah, that's my dog, yeah (here we go)
Do it for the have-nots, do it for the lowlifes
Do it for the have-nots, do it for the lowlifes
Do it
on what I should be doin
I run around the world chasin money makin music
People always like David I don't know how you do it
How much you charge for a beat
stabbing - movies show you where the knife go
Then they sell you life for death like Geico
Somebody better mail my check
My money
My money
My money
My
Lives will be lost if evil will raise its head
Always remember
Never forget X3
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and all-American men were like Hemingway to the days of the wondrous ?B? movie. The producer underwritten by all the millionaires necessary will be Casper ?The
Opportunities knocking at the door
I gotta let 'em in
Niggas talking more than hoes
David Letterman
Y'all would do whatever for a show
I cannot
Das Ist Grauzam
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"Cerebral Necrosis" recordings:
Music: David
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
My pain my gain
It’s apart of the blessing
When I think about the blessing
Get to dancing like David
Probably Got the angels singing
Cause they know
bitch you ain't David Blaine
On the train saw you with him by the lane (By the lane)
He can keep i say keep the change (Keep the change)
Keep the change,
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