Lyrics:
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Every sugar daddy hitting on her all night long
Doesn't care about the money she could be with anybody
Ain't it funny how the honey wanted you
A stitch in time
Don't save nobody
No money no honey
My nigga go grind
I be putting my mind
On my grind
If you F my babe
I swear I no mind
You fit
Bust this K ray J no cam
cnd you on the phone screaming !
What?
Ha couldn't be me
What's a hoe to money you see ?
I did seen one of my Xs do me dirty
1. 24 Hours pt.1
Everyday
We live by the hour, Talking the 24th
ahh
Its so hard to trust people that be breaking they bonds
Life ain’t perfect,
girar no banco e não mudo quem eu sou
Have secrets and Chieve
I'm being chased by my own soul
Jogo money nessa bunda e dentro do Jaguar
(Ah)
Casa em
And heaven is real, I get an actress into my bedroom
She lay down and say "let's make a film"
I be like action, I hold her hair down by her neck
This how
chubby
Cookie yummy
I'm so sweet I taste like honey
La la la la la la la la
On my way to get this money
I'm getting money
That's just what I do
You lion
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
rocking
Sonny, can you feel me? Honey, I be fly
Money making, really there's a ribbon in the sky
For One Love, I'm kicking my diction less the fiction
to gracefully allow the past to hang like no big deal.
Bands that break up and then reunite for money can do whatever they want but it makes me glad that I am
If i got too cold
Got no gold
Got no dough
But baby got you
It's okay
It's alright
It's okay
Baby it's alright
If i got no money
Got no honey
Got no
I may be crazy, but I ain't no fool
I live my life by the golden rule
That money can't buy everything it's true
Yeah, but what it won't buy, I
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionairs
So take it there
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionairs
So take it there
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT
her
I try to provoke her by giving money and jewelry and accessories
Instead of the recipe with a legacy of taking her to another place when I get it
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
bro
Need all the money in the world for that
Outchea hustle with my niggas
We just want the money
You can hate me, I don't care
We just want the money
Taking to the sun to the sky
Looking at the time pass by
Taking to the dry to the sea
Got no money on my pocket
But i'm giving love for free
Wanna be no
chase ya
Sweetheart ignore them haters
Lets have some fun
Bittys got me on the run
Come on girl get this paper
Chorus:
Well honey
I got a lot money
with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer
I'm goin' off
Not even held up by a hurricane
Rap is like traffic, and I'm in the turning lane
You could have a nametag, and I still don't know your
it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
[Biggie]
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I
the bag aint no honey
Just keep your eyes on the bag
Cos shawty's gon slide when it's hard
Sugar and spice that's the money
If you aint got the bag aint no
and a yacht
I got essentials and credentials and honeys at my feet
And when I walk the street, I'm never lookin' bummy
'Cause without the money
"Ain't
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