Lyrics:
Black chick white guy, does it mean shit, maybe?
I don't know but yo, it never fazed me
But either way here's one tale
Of two like that and what
wanna do yo homework
At the table
So you makin up like every reason
Momma like little boy little boy
You still have not learned
The respect from
'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by
Moments like this
I wish
Could last forever with my bitch
Moments like this
I wish
Could last forever with my bitch
Strip club makin money
Gettin
Moments like this
I wish
Could last forever with my
Moments like this
I wish
Could last forever with my
Strip club makin money
Gettin into fights
a man on a mission
Rapping in circles round all of you Urkels
Stop acting so frigid and timid and fertile
I don't got no patience
Although that it's
don't see too many soaring through my sky
Father God is right there by my side
Uplifted
Tell me whats the mission
Headed to the top got an eagles
' money off rap then we got them thangs
Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's
A 4 and a split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick
How I win it
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
and make sure my own fed)
(Fuck all that beefing, the drama is dead)
(It's 2am in the studio, I'm chasing that bag)
(My only mission is go get that bread)
Undercovers dressed as fiends (fiends)
Makin' so much money (money)
Ride up smooth and fast (fast)
Put away the stash (stash)
And as I sold the last bag
proud of my lil' bitches
Boy, money talks
I know that shit by his voice
Ooh, you must got that work
Ooh, you must got them birds
Ooh, we might got
droppin the cool
see you again
gettin into fame
walkin around
hungry for food
gettin in money
tryna makin it too
stopin my rule
and can't stop my move
ain't nothin change still a busta wig splitter
Straight hustle for my chesse I'ma money go-getter
(Chorus) 2x
Bout my paper my chesse so before my
by me, I dare a mufckr try me, you pussy and fallin behind me, im on a mission that God had assigned me, he put this here inside my spirit, you can
been him, trending topic, I'm in the spot
Every chance I'ma spaz out
Makin' these n*ggas fumble, the bag they cannot keep up with me
B*tch, I'm on a hall
a stubborn ass nigga watch me step on they toes
I'm just maintaining my position always stick to the mission
My peoples getting hungry I better stay in
money all day
That's what I'm all about
Silencer on a mission
Amunition no competition
Drop a verse to the song with a gangsta rhyme
Mothafucka talk shit
back around
E-40 Water held his ground
Kept my foot in the fast lane
Flew uppidy on mesmerized
'cause I snuck up in up out the game
You makin' a 40
more crazy!
Takin' everybody's money, even takin' your lady!
Makin' movies with her like I'm motherfuckin' Scorsese!
This is dedicated to my homie up
the difference?
I don't want you no more, let's be friends
I tote guns, not fighting with' my hands
I want my money big, want it to expand
I-I don't judge niggas,
two
See this the type of shit yo' bitch like
So killa' snail neva' take a pimp life
Tsa pre let me get by
Really been a minute since I had to get by
the law,
I'm makin' more money than I ever saw
But still, my nines what I'm alive by
I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-by
But it's still kind
you pay me
Once I make the transaction then I'm Patrick Swayze
How you makin money when you out here actin lazy
You do me wrong i neva forget mind of uh
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