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of runnin'
If you ain't tryna pay then what is it we discussin'?
Don't leave me out if you talkin' bout that money And if you not, then we ain't talkin' bout

for the low
Got too much sauce on me
I’m talking drip overload
Know they tryna ride my wave
Use to get it in by the boat

You say you got bags but nigga

Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies

Slow Down

Lil O

Da Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze

2000

time ya walk by in ya g-string ya put me in heat
you and some kids make my vision complete and that's for real cause...
 
[Chorus: Big Moe with Lil' O in

Money Good

Young Buck

Buck the World

2006

six's got me big big wheelin'
Money over bitches, I'ma get me a million
Thangs done changed, I'm hotter than a flame
So it's no time for me to beef

and candid
Been big he be keeping at it. Hit the beat and see the people panic
I been checking y'all need a savage
Hit the game I got bigger baggage (Look)
Not

40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's

Tryna count up the C-Notes, we can't see no hands
Comin' straight out the H, stay runnin' with a plan
Catch me downtown shawty, you can leave yo mans
I

test me
Was your crash dummy till you wrecked me
Nowww now you're running up my car note
Making payments on something that's been broke
Tap tap my nails

Overdrinking
It's funny how you listening to me now
Aye look look look
Runnin' around, got me thinkin'

[CHORUS]
I'm not in it for attention
I'm not in it for

a big boy, but in the air, boy, he got some hang
Pull up from the logo, off the dribble, bitch, I feel like Dane
Cutty, how you feel

Shit, I feel

swervin' with my blicky (bah)
Yeah, oxycodone got me dizzy (yeah)
I got rich by myself, don't need no help, this shit too easy
Fuck a handout, I don't need

flick ashes, got big staus, so I don't
Need a dime, I got big baggage, bitch
Yeah I blow it by the zip
Anywhere I go it's on the road on every trip
Ask my

can be replaced
But I stand to the right, shinin' bright
Ready to put dick in your face

You don't want me to talk like that
You ever got fucked in

Mic Checka [Remix]

Das EFX

Dead Serious

1992

giddedy-got the big ducks like Daddy Warbucks or Anna
I riggedy-rocked the coca-cabana
Banana split
"Ha-too", spit, so sit
I friggedy-freak it from here

Come Up

U.N.L.V.

Mac Melph Calio

1998

the tub
Now I'm clean ready to pull another capper
Hold up my face is on the front of the paper
Now they got's me on the run, and I'm runnin' to they

they don't see me in public, got balaclava

Hope they don't bug me in public, got blicky (bah-bah)
Big clip, Curtis Jack, got fifty (bah-bah)

(Woo-hoo)
(Ahwoo) (Catch 22 you can tell by the sound)
Got the water in the bag
She wanna hit me up then throw it back (Ahwoo)
We gon' skrrt around

somethin' to survive
Shit, what you rather?
To get blinded by these diamonds or with that iron, huh?
Bitch, tell me, I'm here
Bang out when I see him,

beat man its got me feeling psycho
Sayin you can check me, bruh thats gotta be a typo
And 1 at the 3, walk up slow and hit the free throw
Shorty got

Cause if I'm gon see ya I'm gon stop ya
Don't think I'm lackin spray you with the choppa
I love that girl she call me big papa
No diamonds, keep that

like a book
(Racks, yeah) straight in her mouth
She suck dick like a nook (Bitch)
I'm runnin' this shit right
Now like I'm Trump (yeah)
Four by four when

know me since I hit the top
Ayy this a Rollie, not a stopwatch
Shit don't ever stop
This the flow that got the block
Hot, shit got super hot, ayy
Give me

movin' slimy
Ever since bro caught a body I don't want nobody by me
And I'm back to doggin' bitches Cause my new bitch try to try me
Always runnin