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my money Staying high, doing business, like the gass By any means necessary, we gon get the cash The fast money come in quick, get you hit In your
Moving bags like the trash man narcs hot Put that dope by the trash can blowing za Im kinda low call the gas man if you running Up the pro's get
good, he gon' eat it like a cookie Your money short like Snookie Breeze through ya block now it's suvy Extended clip, we shoot a movie Draco, it came with
a cold nose Slayin' these so-so's to extinction dodos I leave they brains outside they skull like Mojo Jojo The spit-game senseis, dem say Hoes no kick it
it right Or you'll be 6 feet deep by the end of my crime Wanna be an enemy You can meet my 9 For all these pussy boys I don't go no time Mix all
Nigga it must be nice Carry-out nigga got killed by his rice Nigga ain't push up yeah don't believe in the hype Wock in the Gatorade give me
(Suburban) I got a Glock if you act hard (Bop, bop, bop) Extended mag get to dumpin’ (Dumpin’) Bullets, hollow, get to thumpin’ (Thumpin’) Running man get
defending Man Fuck is you talking bout get up off my dick Niggas be chasing clout looking like a bitch Letting them thangs rang out got them in the mix Taking
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys Blind love for money, head, and warm steel Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels Life's so
now now now Yagga yagga yo yo (Ok get it straight) [Chorus:] We don't mix it, so we don't deal wid fly Dat's why I request peaches, and give her
I keep tabs on u niggas Clair huxtable My strap got extended clip it’s adjustable My pop told me make sure u good by yo self Before u do that u
Shakwanda hand me my cop-corn Ok Nia, hit me with the tee girl Yo It started off like just another day Pocket money running low, man I gotta get paid Piggy
Oooo I need some money Out here in the hood Man these niggas sell you stories I can't spend a dime can't let a nigga see me sorry A jug could getchu
niggas play tag This cash in my pocket it's gone make me sag Put dick in her throat I hope she do not gag P ninety gone come with a extended mag He hating
My twin he finna double up, just dropped down on some bricks Remember I was broke, I mix that exo with the tris I won't even say shit, pull up dolo
a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone God damn, god damn, we at it again Me
too many spies I don't mix up with too many man When it's time to cut the pie Then there's too many hand Won't roll their sleeves To give u any hand No
stow on Ayy, Ayy Man this chopper make me lean like a cholo What you mean, I got lean by the boatload Ayy, countin' racks in my Lo-Lo Ayy got the money
in love with a stripper yo! (Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)
in love with a stripper yo! (Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)
in love with a stripper yo! (Yo baby, can I get another lap dance? I tell you I got nothing but funny money, man. New York Dogs.)
sucker for his money It's so funny Cars ride by, with the boomin' system Sayin, "Leave him alone, my man already dissed him" Now I'm
I came from the trenches it not what it seem All that I had was my glock and a dream Extended the clip like we shooting a scene They flip like
you a dummy I'm married to money Ion want no friends Glock 17 Ion kno what gen Yea I'm ReyDaGoon Nigga I been the man Flexing since a kid I really go in
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