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

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

Got 'em love letters in they journal
Keep 'em in these like a midget at the urinal
Bad as I be
She bad, she a sad and a wanna be

Yeah, fuck da bullshit, it's big poppin'
Young Mula, yeah, just like
What up young
Let's go,

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

I'm talkin' money and power, you money? I doubt it
Fresher than powder with your bitch in the shower
That pussy devour, I beat 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 blacker the berry, the redder the
I say the it is ya dig bury
Then the varies and it got me wary
But I know two of the same, call it and married

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

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

Kill the game, no one the murder weapon
angel, if you hate me tell me, burn in heaven
How'd you sleep on me, the earning freshmen
Like ya third infection, I hope you learned ya

Yeah, I raw but I prefer protection
I own a heart and a mind and a shirt she in
Bitch, I got the answer and still heard the question
I shut ya club down, please reserve my

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

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