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Waka
i money an she love me back,
money in my stomach gat me lookin im fat,
,gatta big ass staack , the striper bring me sacks,(i gatta whole lotta this whole lotta that) gat me feelin like im cap,wy these lame niggas rap, i get money good gat them girls fuckin wit me, pink panther chain screamin out where is nikki, so please grab my cd catch me on tv

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clap clap fa my money
clap clap clap it you money
clap clap clap throw some
slap her in the booty , wit some

flocka
pink panther chain you can me walk an lean,
codeine, braclet promethazine,
rollin up them beans ,shawty cold clean,
blame this on my dream,
i call em record deals, ass rolemodel,
20k fa remy bottles, thats that clear shit,
i don fear shit,(MONOPOLY), on my ceo shit,(MONOPOLY), im a artist where a artist, wit a single hard as mine, thats real

(course)x2
clap clap fa my money
clap clap it you count money
clap clap clap throw money
slap her in the booty , wit money

waka
you ride big i ride factorys,
at my girls be chasin after me,
i swear be attactin me, ho's ta ponography,
i gat to be so monopoly,
invest in my company,aint no point it cant meet,
i can fit a hundred dollas in these dickes,
the number 1 one song in the world wit me,
ima smoke 3 thousend bells of this year,
WAKA FLAME!!!!!

(course)x2
clap clap fa my money
clap clap it you count money
clap clap clap some money
slap her in the , wit some money

(Skep_Boy_Mike)
its boy from the crib to da grave,
i be damned if i be nigga slave,
clap clap clap 5x im goin stupid ,
nigga wy lie, ima crazy nigga ofdisguise,
me in my eyes, nigga dont lie ,
ion lik dat yu a get pistol whiped,
wit he fuckin grip, bust 5 five redd beam dotts,
lik pocks, nigga im fresh,
get put to death,
im not dyin nigga gatta breast,
i a run threw any body wit the tech,
don try me it will not last, on ya ass,
my boy niggaz yeah we bout to eat,
they gone see packs ery hot guns at they feet,
call you hit tha door, i jus fucked his ho,
i put it in her throwt, but she chooch,
bitch...!! B's^ P's^