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Wrist on thanks to the stove
Mattress financial, never closed
Monday through Sunday, all addicts
Joey Van Gundy, watch me work the

Aah, and I talkin' NBA
I ain't trust the brethren, jealous ones still envy me
Problem is, these guys ain't half what they pretend to be
Cold Don, now look at all the shots that they sendin' me

And your the best, she fulfillin' all my fantasies
She drip, drip, drippin' all up in the Drophead Phantom
Now pop your bottles, blow your kush, what your man say
'Cause you know we don't give a fuck, we let the band

If it ain't about money, why we wastin'
And tell her that money's all that's on my
You could believe that I'll be the cheese at
Wrist on froze, get your ho

full of paper, so these haters can't stand me
Ballin' the Lakers, keep heat like Miami
And she killin' in jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me?"
She said she a boss, and she talkin'
If it ain't about money, why we time?

Neck on froze, to the ho's
never plummet, pimp 'til I'm gone
Powder white work, let's get this shit
And fuck the police, like them out in Compton

Ah, we too fly for our own
And you can see the sky shinin' on the chrome
And you can smell that money right off the Lou
made millionaire right from the Bronx

On my way to Cali, Kobe, he playin'
Drop 50 stacks, tell my "Pay the bar"
Stop trippin', that pussy got a hard
And the Am-Ex card, blacker than my 'Kon

If it ain't about money, why we time?
Until I die, all that's on my mind
You could believe I'll be where the cheese at
Wrist on froze, better get ho

full of paper, so these haters can't stand me
Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat Miami
And she killin' in jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me?"
She said she a boss, and she talkin'
If it ain't about money, why we wastin'

You could believe that, I'll be the cheese at
on froze, better get your ho

Pocket full of paper, so these haters stand me
Ballin' like the Lakers, heat like Miami
And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, you take 'em off for me?"
She said she a boss, she ain't
If it about money, why we wastin' time?