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Wrist on froze to the stove
financial, bank's never closed
Monday Sunday, serve all addicts
Joey Van Gundy, watch me work the

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

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

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

Pocket full of paper, so haters can't stand me
Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like
And she in them 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, thanks to the
Pussy never plummet, pimp 'til I'm
white work, let's get this shit poppin'
And the police, like them niggas 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 off the Lou Vuitton
Self made millionaire from the Bronx

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

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

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

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

Pocket full of paper, so haters can't stand me
Ballin' like the Lakers, keep 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 ain't about money, why we time?