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What number is that? I said what number is on the bill, what is that? Yes, in red, it's like a phone is this? Never
Aye aye, you make one muthafucking move that register I you don't need my help Hurry the fuck up, Don't me repeat myself Gimme the cash, follow instructions, don't be fucking I'd hate to kill you over something stupid Now me the bread and place your hands on top of your head Take my tough Turn and count to a hundred if you love your life
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Yo Somebody me money rules the world I know you heard shit the root to all evil Blessings and murder He put hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday too Hope that it'll take away your Maybe someday But anyway they covered the plate and just praying After church the pastor opened it up and started "Lord forgive me but I need this, I've really static" And he grabbed the hundred off the top and staring at it Held it up to see if it's real or Then looked to make sure nobody was looking And he took it Off to the with the Lord Off to go him a whore A hundred bucks in the dash and now he the course He see some on the corner He her hop in the car And then she the door Come on bitch, yo the fuck up I ain't get caught up" Then driving his stuff for a spot in the cut How much for A Now how much for A Damn, a Come on, not a lot Why you Nah, I'm just saying, a lot, bitch Like calm down, damn Now she making eye She got on eye She see Benjamin Frank She her eyes on that thinking "I want that" He pulls his dick out his "Ooh God, good" complete And she went back to the Back to the cash at the She back to get on her knees And she don't like how this make her feel But you gotta do what you gotta do when it's time for bills For She wanna soon, she swear to God She looked up and the hand of God Oh my God she had a pimp That been looking for her ass for days every single dollar and left her eye black and gray He be on the corner jamming getting that-a-way 7-Eleven throwing all his cash away, yup Some say that money the world I you heard that shit Money the root to all Blessings and shit Yeah, that pimp just lost that hundred dollars in that game He said "I should've just bet shit on tonight's game" Whatever nigga, game The who won it walked off with the hundred Then opened up his it inside and then put it in his pocket Started stomping and Feeling so good, started hopping and Money and rumbling His is as big as his smile No stopping him the prow jogging, skipping around Till his fell on the ground A sticking halfway out In the back of a house For three weeks So don't ask me how it A man walks by a wallet, opens his eyes And then grabs it, opens to check inside and to a surprise It's A couple dollars, a hundred bill some writing A number in red If he had a he would call, but he doesn't So he "fuck it, it's mine" And I'm really and thirsty I want some beer, a jerky Maybe ten percent juice And if the store's open, I need some too He walked into the same on the block Just so happen to be the same exact that got robbed What a That shit is just as as I thought The clerk him out and said "That'll be eighteen, twenty-five" And then he held that out with the red number written on top And then everything
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