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Putting in work no suit and tie but I still get money like a boss
Couple people call me Young Adams to some others I'm Mr. YA
Out in space so deep inhaling
it together and let
You pick what to do and then we do that!
(Little nigga, you know I'm gettin' money)
'Cause we ca-

If I blew by, best believe, she
[Waiter]
Certainly. Back there by the wine racks. 

[Krayzie]
All right, thanks a lot. Thank you, thank you. 

[Waiter]
Oh, you're welcome sir.
Now Mr. Klein he had a drink, told the poor people just what he think
But don't ever let the homeless say Mr. Klein never threw any money their way
Never enough money
To fill his greedy belly
He wanna be a politician
He no protect the people
Raise more and more of sheeple (Baaa.. Baaa..)
He
Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi
Welcome to the torture chamber
Said the sign above the entrance
Laughing as it takes you by the hand

Looking like a maniac savage
Inside you
the present
Like it’s Christmas Eve
I still miss you daily
Ain’t too many Mr. B’s
If money grow on trees
I’m here to get the leaves
If they ain’t bout what we
her man name was Pimp Daddy Hustler Stack Money
A big time drug dealer from around the way
Slingin' rocks, makin' G's everyday
He drove a big fat
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
momentum
Loaded down with so much left to prove

But the year races by
In the blink of an eye
And we seem to be caught by surprise 

CHORUS:	
On the eve
So what we supposed to do?
Got us yelling

Mr. Officer Mr. Officer 
Please take the red beam off of us
We ain't tryna end up in a coffin bruh
We just
and pass this beat to Mr. Krabs quick
All about me money, I go so savage
I see it, I want it, I got to have it
Touch me first dollar and I saw madness
Money
Or all of the presents that's under the tree
He hates all the lights
He sees from his peak
All in one night he gon' take everything
You say Mr. Grinch
Sir
Nobody crow I crow hard
Nobody crase I crase hard
I focus on the game like mirage
Mr miyago plays in the big glaun

Swishi swashi big money corda swishi
Dear mr. warhol how can I make them understand
That I ain't no polished pop star
I'm a one man fuckin' band

Song by song, hit by hit
Got them eatin'
you call your bros
Aye people not real,
I feel like everybody fake
Feel like Adam and Eve
Can't  get tempted  by the snakes
If I eat, we all eat, make
the whole gang do (do)
Still clutching on a glass of that proof (proof)
Still the only thing to get me through (through)
Still bothered by the things I can't
or an ogre, or anything bad like that wot was after you,
I’d rip it apart. With my bare fists, I would.

Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
What a sweet child it is.
never seen, he outta sight
When it get sticky just keep you a sitchy
and you gotta breathe, gonna be aight
Mr. money man
They don't call me buckz just for
Senior Constable George Devine had been sleeping soundly when he was suddenly
woken by the sound of a galloping horse. It was Saturday, February 8
(yeah, yeah)
Roll up somethin', lift for me (yeah, yeah)
Baby every Christmas Eve
Won't be right, you next to me
Tell me you gon' ride on my sleigh
be Given by my old man
Money stash in the house
But im living in the jam
Time to feed the passion
But I wanna feed my fam
This money ain't the paper
30 Glock
Big Glock
I just flipped a pack
Bought my Mrs a bag
(Uhh)

I Just flipped a pack 
Bought my Mrs a bag
I told her she tripping
She don't want

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