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I got a nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the
Pull up the dogs canaries they goin roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a
That boy had it no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get its the proof
Proofs in the pudding and that baking taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking naked
Listening to niggas whistling at Wendy Williams
I my middle finger I'm chilling on 20 million
The turn me on I'm masturbating at the top
These hoes so excited catching every drop
I'm dodging the like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do but somehow I got by

Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown Whitney lost weight
Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather looking funny in the light
But who really cares we throw it in the air
Celebrating pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her the blue is a weave
Trunk full of white car smell like cheese
That boy get salad bout movements
BM dubs on them big things foolish
Shawty sitting low big things
Tip on the glock from a crip up in shooting at the cops
one time I gave her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the and nigga you lil trey
Suppress ya we taking ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my chopper the shit
in 1994 but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but that be then roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
Niggas was ruthless and knows that I've sinned
But I thought about my future in the loops I pin
Walked out on a gig and I turned to the
Kept my name low key I ain't heard in weeks
I came up wit a strategy to up mathematically
I did it for the but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they from my balls
If I drop another I did that for my dogs
10 everybody riding big
I just sit back look what I did
Then I bow my head and beg for
Once I my prayer everybody back to business

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people from a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u dinner take a so we could eat
A Farrakhan aura paws on the you eat from the bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas ain't loyal snakes slithered in coil im laughing at you
Cause kill you niggas I'm bored

We stepping on ya until you motherfuckers crush
And making love to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I asking for a cent
the house down gotta buy another
Don't forget the gas can stupid motherfucker
To chapter paper that I captured
up in the rapture off of gunshots and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking
Women love to stare they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts deposit a 100
up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it wouldn't work but I like to give used to run the street
Young nigga feet now I'm in the suites and I'm eating crab meats
Ice so right other envy they calling all my jewelers up asking what he spending
Thinking bout BOSS not thinking bout them a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen