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It's the Remix though! (Young Troy it do?)
Dj still gon' kill this part (It's the nigga)
Roofeeo on the
Ave make the Cypher complete (BSB)

You never seen nothin' like this, Brothers with the aim
I wish a nigga boy
A sleeping with your misses
Nigga call me Young 'Melo cause is my shit boy
I'm CP3 'cause I be dishin' and the rock
cooking with the pot boy
It's all about the muthafuckin'
all about the muthafuckin' money
It's all the muthafuckin' money (Yeah)
It's all the muthafuckin' money

Step up in this with my shades on (snow!)
All I see is bands, I got my rays on
My call me Mr. Rolex nigga (niggaaa)
Wrists game so strong, they call me Bowflex (Damn)
Twenty thousand feet, bitch my crib way out (way out)
Bk Barclay, bitch I Jay out (yeah)
I was, 14 bought my first (how you ride?)
Had the 14 in the rental (b-boo)
Blue Lamb, yellow Lamb, had a white one (white one)
Can't forget the kiwi green, had a Sprite one (whoo)
Took the Jacob Marc to Jacobs
With facing 10, big beat the case, so What's Up!? (Ha-ha)

You never nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a would boy
A nigga with your misses
Nigga call me 'Melo cause scoring is my shit boy
I'm CP3 cause I be and handlin' the rock
Chef cooking the pot boy
It's all about the money
all about the muthafuckin' money
It's all about the money (Yeah)
It's all about the money

I be in the hood, Wrangler
paper in my Porsche cause I'm shittin'
94Th and Willmohr in the
Cooking birds niggas saying for giving
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm the whippin'
Arnold arm from the whippin'
Won't reply to you sneak dissin'
a dick when you see me know I'm grippin'
It's all about the money
It's all the muthafuckin' money
It's all about the money (yeah)
It's all about the muthafuckin'

No limit to my money I should get a
They me through the back entering the bank
Base running Aaron so I'm hank
That's a hit had him hit leave the nigga
He got six feet, I got six
less but six shot coming off the hip
Life's a trip, life a gamble, I'm a big
1000 hand wrist glitter bitch nigga

You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers the aim
I wish a nigga boy
A nigga sleeping with your
Nigga call me Young 'Melo scoring is my shit boy
I'm CP3 cause I be and handlin' the rock
cooking with the pot boy
It's all about the muthafuckin'
It's all about the money
It's all about the money (eah)
It's all about the muthafuckin'

to society, cocaine brothers
My dog made three Feds magazine
Get for the beat, wash up on the beach
Butt naked full of hoes, on ya' feet
Ya' stretched on the block, cover the top
Backwoods, strapped, smokin' in the dark
Nigga snitch on forty niggas, how ya' writing
I'm from the city, testify and get yo' took
Fuck 'em all, on me cause I hold the cheese
had him in the Sco' and now it's time to squeeze
50 Stacks of costs, boy now pay the
all ya' kids, I swear to God, you gon' remember me
Words are powerful, it's time to see my eat
In a two seater, in Atlanta, pickin' up
Ferrari or the Lambo, cause I got em
took a chain, next they know I got 'em smoked
Neva rob, baby, I'm so mob
I'm out in Vegas at the ponds, playing ball
a button I can turn a bitch to battle raw
Kill yaself nigga, how ya' rat on all ya'
Play my position, here I am, so now it's to ball
Ave, now it's time to ball

It's all about the money (money)
all about the muthafuckin' money (money)
It's all about the money (Yeah)
It's all about the muthafuckin'

I flourish under the fire, in the face of doubt
You ain't got enough money or fingers to me out
Bsb make the cypher complete
We the #1 independent in the streets
And you 'sno
Free Abdul my team, gotta' get my bro (Drumma)
Salute to the fans, and the DJs