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

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

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

Yeah, fuck da bullshit, it's big money
Young Mula, yeah, like that
What up young
go, Gudda

Okay, we runnin' this shit when we in the buildin'
Got bitches from to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceilin'
Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million
And if they didn't have no hands I'll bet 'em gon' feel 'em

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

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

Hustlin' is so with no avisaries
But it no love like a calendar with no February
I'ma need four and 4 Bloody Mary's
go eat me sum pussy and choke up the cherry, I'm gone

Yeah, loaded with it, to the ceilin' with it
money than ya ever seen nigga, aight, Drizzy Drake

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

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

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

She say, "Oh, you taste good", I say, "Oh, savor it"
She know she love a nigga, I be on that major shit
'Cause I get to stand and I get paid to sit
So I walk around with money, baby girl, I'm made of it