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Yeah, cut me up, a light
Yeah, and by the way nigga it's Young Mula, first

Uh, yo, yo, let us begin a bad lil' specimen
is all these things I be steppin' in
Pucci baby suits, only thing I'm in
'Cause I get wetter than a navy veteran

Got 'em writin' love in they journal
Keep 'em in these toes like a midget at the
Bad as I be
She ain't bad, she a sad and a be

Yeah, fuck da bullshit, big money poppin'
Young Mula, yeah, just like
up young nigga?
Let's go,

Okay, we runnin' this shit when we walk in the
Got bitches from wall to wall, hangin' from the ceilin'
Young Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I I'll make a million
And if they have no hands I'll bet 'em bitches gon' feel 'em

I'm money and power, you getting' money? I doubt it
Fresher than baby powder your bitch in the shower
That pussy I'ma devour, I it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip, bitch, I'll be done in an hour, go

They say the the berry, the redder the cherry
I say the sweeter it is ya dig
Then the bullshit varies and it got me
But I know two of the same, call it murdered and

Hustlin' is so necessary no avisaries
But it ain't no love a calendar with no February
I'ma need secretaries and 4 Bloody Mary's
I'ma go eat me sum and choke up the cherry, I'm gone

Yeah, fully loaded with it, to the with it
More money than ya ever nigga, aight, Drizzy Drake

Kill the game, no one recovers the murder
Young angel, if you me tell me, burn in heaven
How'd you sleep on me, the highest earning
Like ya third infection, I you learned ya lesson

Yeah, I spit raw but I prefer
I own a heart and a mind and a shirt she in
Bitch, I got the answer and ain't heard the question
I ya club down, please reserve my section

a confrontation, they ain't no cakin' it
And I'm cakin' bitch so tell me why I take a from it
The mother of child always tell you I'm her favorite
She call me her baby, not the one she was in labor

She say, "Oh, you good", I say, "Oh, just savor it"
She know that she love a nigga, I be on that major
'Cause I get paid to stand and I get to sit
So I don't walk around money, baby girl, I'm made of it