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This on me got my neck froze
Coupe the suicide doors
And I love all of my (I love 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast with no
I'm some' a pimp, that's for sure
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I it and go get some more
better have my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my
In somethin' foreign going 200, I go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Spent more money, beat another case
Riding down eleven like
6.000 tuxedo
These just love a nigga's lingo
Little nigga with a real big ego
Three accounts with a whole lot of zeros
nigga I'm Michael, you Tito
I like I been selling kilos
I put my side bitch in a
so she can flex on her friends
I used to sell out my mama's house
Then had all the at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, up a check
blunts and eating percocets
Still with them niggas I up with
I can ever trust a bitch
and multiplication
We runnin' this money up
Smashing sensations
For I got no patience
I jump out, I out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom all this ice
I it, I want it, I want it
I get it, I don't give a fuck what the

on my neck got me froze
Coupe got the doors, yeah
Ain't these hoes, yeah
No I ain't savin' hoes
She cookin' breakfast no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' a pimp, that's for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get more, yeah
Spend it and go get more
better have my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go in London
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I spend it and go get more

This rap shit too easy, my left wrist too
She butt naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, over easy
I'm the king but I don't play for
I'm feeling just like the man
he got the hundred keys in
So strong, can't in
Bitch have my guala
Looking like I sell (scurr)
like I hit the lotto (pow)
And the devil wears Prada, it's Gucci
Money hoes my motto
How you bad but you swallow
If I you my product
Then you have my dollars, Gucci
Scratch front I'm Pimp C
Big hustle like
Benz, my crip B
12 sitting on
And wife she choosing
Better get a then
I want to buy charges not
She wish she had an

Water on my got me froze
Coupe got the suicide doors,
Ain't savin' these hoes,
No I ain't savin' hoes
She cookin' breakfast with no clothes,
I'm like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get more, yeah
it and go get some more
Bitch have my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch better my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

god for my mama not using a condom
Wear Gabannas like they are pajamas
It's deuce gadanas, I with the hunters
And runners and and killers, one hundred
Every year I buy a new
Throw the out like a flea flicker
I don't even dodge cheap liquors
I got so I tried to eat people
Jewelry on drippin' like a sea
Money so tall I don't see
Weed so loud, can't secret
Y'all been plottin', I peepin'
Y'all been talkin', I thinkin'
I been growin', y'all shrinkin'
Big on my lil pinky
Too much sauce, I done started
I got bars than precincts
I got cars than Reese's, uh uh
I got more than niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
Ain't tryna my nigga
They scar a nigga
I told 'em: Nah my
If the godfather my
Make me Brett Favre a

This water on me got my neck
Coupe with the doors
And I love all of my
Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy (I 'em)
She cookin' breakfast no clothes (ooh yeah)
I'm some' like a pimp, that's for (ooh yeah)
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I spend it and go get more
Bitch better my money, bitch better have my money
Bitch have my money
In foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some