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sack
Nigga betta pay me wit all of my dough
Have my money on time i dont wont no no’s
My niggas slimey they wiping yo nose
You kno them niggas they

I'm Com'n

The Hot Boys

Get It How U Live!

1997

bout gettin my fuckin shine on 
I'm com'n, draped in diamonds, you blind homes 
I'm com'n, bout gettin my fuckin shine on 

(Lil' Wayne) 
In all

(Hook): 
I’m tryna get to the Guap 
I’m tryna get to the bread 
 these lil niggas be snitchin
 I gotta watch  for the feds 
 I’m smokin wit people

Scream & Shout

Diddy

Scream & Shout

2012

I'm stackin' paper
Money to the ceiling, now I need a skyscraper
You are now, now rockin' with
Will.I.Am and (Britney bitch)
Waka Flocka Flame, Lil

like Turk, BG, Juve and Lil Wayne
I’m gon’ go get to this chicken, we are not the same
Point me to the money, that is where I wanna be
Wanna shower in

feel like Lil Wayne
Got the whole city doped up
Now they fiending for me to go drop a lil tape
Well them niggas done fucked up
Malik told me I'm trippin

of these niggas they really some bitches
Came wit' a lil drum, baby, that Nick Cannon, that extension
Say, why 34 taxin' and makin' these niggas pay

The Pimp & da Gangsta

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

and everyday we gettin high wit weed 
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
 
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy

roll up the doja
Super soaker diamonds on my wrist 
All these lil niggas make me sick
Bragging bout hoes that you share
Money you don't got you niggas is

Biggie

Do it how them niggas tried to
Clam u real she got lied to 
See the vision wit a wide view
Getting money never mind to

Pull up 
Roll up
Light it

Tyler Texas to the whole state
Take the world stage
Thought I told these niggas we gone get this money anyway
That’s my bae my lil headache
Walk around

to brag lil bitch, but i got that bag lil bitch
Lil nigga i would plot on shit, i saw yo diss but dint acknowleedge it
Like a flame boy these bullets hot

talkin' business
Just play it cool
You need to sit down and make boss moves
I started gettin' money when a
Nigga dropped outta high school
Now my wrist in

the same thing tho
You gotta be different wit this shit
That's it
Gotta live by it
Fuck you if you've doubted me
For real
Seen momma struggle everyday
We

why you keep trying
Stack my paper in packs like loose leaf
Yea  they mad cuz my money stretch long like luffy

Lil nigga ima boss ima big dog
Play

Back wit no hands, Woah, Woah, I'ma pop out a lamb, I'm taxin

Them like Uncle Sam, These niggas gon' know who I am, Lil' Kax, And she call me her man

I'm with the shits
When it come to money yea I'm wit the flip
She ain't home by 10 yea I'm with your bitch
Raised in the six east finch B.T.C and nah we

the Lakers
I already got my mule
Now I need a hundred acres
There's always another nigga hanging from my ankles
Gotta tip toe
Too much money flowing
Four for

Said Nigga don't play wit me
Get smoked like trees put you in the sky
Said shawty gon hang wit me 
She a hell of a freak and she hop in my ride

Said she

botha 
We niggas got no feelings
Take ya top off like Wayne wit no ceilings 
Closed casket for those basterds Who don't read between lines like closed

gone
Even though I'm out of here
Nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone

She fuckin' with me
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Got my mind on my money
My

(man)
You know that nigga Tee? (Yeah)
That was my nigga
Brodie know I'm loyal and I'm a real killer (for real?)
He start beefin' wit' niggas that

lonely lonely lonely 
Lonely lonely lonely
Kick pimpin by my lonely lonely lonely lonely
Lonely lonely lonely

I really dont fuck wit people, im too busy

greens wit my Mac n cheese
Hit this one nigga off his jack stalk em for tha beans

I be in this kitchen cookin crack servin up the feigns

Sike lil nigga