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Then maybe you do...
Maybe you do King Money
King Money, King Money
Standing by the Xerox machine
I want to duplicate some money
Build
, honey
I'm gonna make some money all that I can spend
I'm gonna get all those things that money helps you get
I might break a law or two but ain't no
I got them blue funds
Let's talk about racks
They know me by name when I walk into saks
Put my name in a song then it's no coming back
You can't trust
(Pimp): That nigga wasts the honey
(Pimp): All we want is the money
(Pimp 2): I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money
The world is yours the world is yours
Hey what you gonna betray what you gonna say
What you gonna betray
Scream baby baby honey darling sugar candy
One two
Beast Mode Pt.2 Lyrics
Verse 1:
Whooo
Fam on my mind so I'm in my zone
Black Wall Street grind
So I'm going beast mode
Peace to Bmore yo
North
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard
Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth...
No question, it's all about the D - O - E
So if money is
(Cheeze, Go Grizz)
Yeah ayy
It's been a few days, I ain't hit the stage
I been in the cirb on the game (Ayy)
I had to start tellin' my family no
and they ain't talkin' no zombies
Ride around with two k's, might as well call them Ronnie's
Used to preach better days, but you thought it was funny
Now
we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got
and shit
New York New York ready for the likes of this uh
Then came the worst date May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house
and shit
New York New York ready for the likes of this uh
Then came the worst date May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house
rather sit up by my lonely
I don't wanna be a burden, check my social fake bitches
I don't give a fuck about your plans or who the fuck you know
Lurkin'
Yeah, aye, look
I tell you what
I want the money & respect (uh huh)
And a honey who gon' love me so correct
All for me
I hope my happiness leave you
Slow money's no money, and no money's a beating honey
Push it good, push it fast, push it right
If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice,
Slow money's no money, and no money's a beating honey
Push it good, push it fast, push it right
If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice,
Flip two aces and get two face cards
It happens, chip stackin'
I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
But a girl walked by, caught my eye
So I
know they don't wanna go back, no glory
Scene IV, the pimp got took out by Barry's brother
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads
life to work for my money
Turn around and put it into beats for the honeys
So what the fuck you sayin' I ain't drip steez?
All I wanna be is a wannabe
public smokin' indo' (dope)
When money call, it's time to G-O (go)
My lean the same color as Dino (mud)
Shootin' dice with my sixty-two year old grandma
follow
You haven’t even taken one step
Let alone seen out your two eye holes
Let it just blow
When I get the money it’s tremendous oh dough
When he makes
spot 'cause we both got hot?
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be
Don't need no shooter but they do be at my beck and call
said they do be at my beck and call
For the money and the power they gon' do it all
For some
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