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Bettis
You talkin' 'bout money, let's get it
'Cause I got a bad money fetish

Niggas ain't safe
I put that nut on your bae
I just been low, tryna

like cement
God's son got to repent
What you going through I done seen it
I'm the original, you the remix
I been searching and watching and looking for

never learned
See I'd wear my heart on my sleeve
But my whole fit is distressed
I'm hanging on by a thread
It's time I let it burn
No usher but these are

I-Ight (Alright) [Allstar Remix]

Doug E. Fresh

Play

1995

into a fool
It's boom bye bye with the hands, the tools
Or the burner, you got to learn a
Lesson, like Ike, taught Tina - (turn away)
Because I'm

into a fool
It's boom bye bye with the hands, the tools
Or the burner, you got to learn a
Lesson, like Ike, taught Tina - (turn away)
Because I'm

and roaches
Im shocked I ain't going insane
Got me screaming stay down till you live it up
Hundred thousands and rollies just aint enough
I got oppers im

judged by how you act, when you lose
The jury white, so you know they got it bad for you
Giving you the runaround, as rebels of the Underground
They wish

on the Weeknds when you see me its a party
Girls its never bad timing when you call me don't be sorry
went and got a man you aint even checkin' for me
Girl i

the gutta (rep tresletree)
I move in silence, let da money talk chris tucker (it talk for me)
That boy money funny
He got that usher (it's comedy)
Exotics

a legacy
Nigga know I ain't cuffing no hoe
No Heffer
Undercover vale my clothes
Real stepper
Chop it up with 12 he told
You let him
Omerta got to stick to da

thought I'd see 
You turn to a throwback 
Now look where we are 
On my ones and it's hard 
Ever since I got the news
I threw your shit out my yard 

How you

can let it burn
Like Usher or have it my way 


When I talk
I make money moves
When you talk 
That's all you ever do 

 No Broke Niggaz in my section

They ask me " how you doin nigga?" I'm doing good doing well
Cooking up, hoping it'll sell
Surrounded by my niggas and some bad hoes can't ya tell?

time to relax
All this shit by myself I done seen it through
When this all had just started hey where were you
All the L's went to W's
You lied and you

're outa chains
That been making you
Run yourself insane
Uh

We get blinded by decisions
When we don't think twice
We can't get over egos
It's our fuel

You're the Top

Hal Kemp

The Best of the Big Band Vocalists [1992]

1996

parading my serenading 
As I'll probably miss a bar, 
But if this ditty is not so pretty 
At least it'll tell you 
How great you are. 

You're the top!

accident
They got carry me
This is the start and I know that they hate it
Cause these nighas always talk bad on me
They prayed on my casualties
But that's

If she leave 
She gon come right back 
I got a bone to pick 
Why you don’t know who I am ? 
I got a bone to pick 
Girl you should know me by now 
Yo

Spin a lil bend wave the K out the car
160 a zip pay 250 for Za
Hit up tay set the play it be gone by tomorrow
On the way to the trap got a play

bitch like usher got it bad
It Ain't the luck then what I have
Bitch I'm reluctant that you're sad
No it ain't where you been
No no it ain't where you

calle
Usher, like I always do it my way
Top down, and my posse on broadway

Hol up
Between you and I
The whole world it's all a lie
We all gotta open our

the city shopping cause her main n%$&a drip bad
She showin' titties like a nympho
I got the flash pass like its Six Flags
I'm in her cash app sending big

and slow
That's Usher Raymond, you playing games and
Ain't got no patience, fuck the foreplay
She be happy if I let her ride
She like it when I tell her pull

Pussy got some power
Pussy got some bite
I don't love you
I just love when you throw it bike
Just because I drop it off
You entitled nothing
Get that shit