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Money, I'm paid (blast off on these niggas)

I got money on the drank
And half on the dank
(The greatest DJ in the world, east side)

Yeah, thank god

low key
Never shine like the summertime grind like a slow dance stunting in a Hummer line blind by the money all I'm looking at is dollar signs
Shoot

blowing up hot like a nuke
My white boys copping by the two's
Time running out, what you about to do
Me and that money so fucking locked in, man our

I was saved by the food saver ain't waitin' on no man
That money machine get to fuckin' up I count it bare hands
Everybody got bands until it's time

Yea, still putting on for the team
Money come and go family over everything
Believe none of what u heard and half of what u seen
We still here still

they rap they be lyin'
Bitch wanna talk but I don't got no time
Im sippin' lines I don't pour by the pint
Why he be rappin' like that 'cause he shinin'

Wot U On

Dizzee Rascal

Boy in da Corner [UK]

2004

Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks

lit, I will blow out your candle
My man touchin' kis, he don't play no piano
No, that's what everybody say
Hey, I've been that nigga, by the way
I've

sign
Less autographs the more
Fans that you meet
If you had a lot of money you'd
Lose it all in a minute
Bet it all at Vegas lose half and
Still think

be movin' the tan rock
That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot
Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot
Drive-by on a rat, you

of logic is
That? It don't make sense
Whatever happened to judging a man
By his own actions
Instead of assumin' that he's like
The others he's matching?
It's

Shake My

Three 6 Mafia

Shake My

2009

walking with a limp 
Got into a pinch 
In my pants, up and down a clip 
Held by chimp 
I'm the man when it come to this 
Throwin' out tips 
Man her

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

'em
We always solve 'em, like

Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

Spice Ln.

Maxo Kream

Brandon Banks

2019

shit
Talkin' cash money shit
A hunnid Ps, ten keys
Talkin' cash money bricks

What you doing around Spice Lane man?
They'll put you in a goddamn

chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay

(Hxllxw) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah (Oh)
(Shoutout Bhristo, nigga)

I keep poppin' pills, I'm a rich addict
Pop a half a Xan', pop a half

Jussummen

Das EFX

Dead Serious

1992

that kid Doogie Howser
So cool out, Purno, I'll burn you, no jive
I wiggidy wax that scalp like Alberto V-O Five
Diggidy damn right, half pint, I

money goin', bitch, I got a Tray on me
And we get 'em by the pint, I'ma pour a 8 at least
And we get 'em by the pint, I'ma pour a 8 at least

I always

Watch how I drop the hammer on the heater, man
Bakin like Anita, man
Drinkin on a damn Liter
Tryin to mind my P's and Q's
(Pints and quarts)
So I pass

day I'm blazed up, fall asleep high
Get high when I wake up, no job, no money
But I got some buddies coming through
Yo, dude, you want to do a line

respects

Taking out loans
Savin all our necks
Sick money blows
I write iller checks

Rationing dough
Eatin food stamps
Turn the lights low
I got antique

hate kuz I look out for my people
Fucked a bitch of a perc, she could tell in my pupil
Get yo money up
Eon't even got enough
Cash to get a mufuckin half

a trace
Nah I ain't passing pint bottles, I take that to the face
You simping for a bitch I thru out… you a disgrace
If I know one thing my money betta not