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Damn I got on both of my wrists and my pinky
and my album went too
Man you I'm a stunt'
All these rappers, look.. *NEW CASH MONEYYYYYYY*

I'm sick of it, niggaz
and I need me seven zeroes or somethin
I shot at niggaz, and I been shot at
I done had a whole old folks tellin me stop that
I'm sorry but them trucks, I gotta cop that
Would be even mo' sweeter, if I drop that
You see all of Crystal bottles, I pop that
and I'm to go and find me a new mall to shop at

[B.G.]
I'm out the of the hood
Niggaz to bust heads and look good
Ride on 20's with TV's leather interior and
Rolexes, at least 10 G's on a
Pullin up at the club in two truck stretches
My click boss nigga, try to follow us get nigga
buy a whole block no matter the cost nigga
My money long, my long, I'm off the chain
B.G. got it goin on respect the

B.G. (repeat 2X)

Me and my we ball, just like we live we love
Get in our of money and your head get bust

Nigga I live like an old man, but young man
bout three million dollar worth of cars in my name
Went to East ?? bought the block man
Got these white fucked up by the mouth man
E'ry 2000, me and Juvie got 'em
V8 350 Camaro, got 'em
Bought a million dolla Rolex, a nigga
Cartier watch for three-hundred and fifty
A hundered-thousand dollar grill and a smilin
Matchin platinum ink pens for thousand
a hundred-thousand Benz and I'm buckwild with it
Changin from the in and the out in it

Fresh]
How you you the nigga, to shut it down?
What you mad convertible Jag I let it down?
You know who I am, God
You ain't skinniess on yo' 20's; then look here nigga
Now what in the wide wide of ballin is that?
Some shit come out in 2010, you lil' chrome stuck bitch
Who made car? I never seen that on the streets
We were in the Vibe magazine, Baby got gold teeth

[Lil'
Now, now, now, now
I'ma stun'na, reppa, ride around in hummers
a dozen, heffers, fifty-thousand dollar Roley
with a crusted, bezel, can't compete with us
We on another, level, watch us scratch off in the
the windows, tinted, automatic start with VCR's
and TV's, in it, I always go out my
Never penny, pinchin, that's why I'm dippin my
with plenty, women, and wit it, wit it
Not to mention, my Ninja, with the extension
What about my wit yo wife in the kitchen
See I lots of attention I'm the youngest, Tymer
Plus I step into the light wit them humongous,
See everybody know I'm Wayne soilder
Pull up in the 4 dot 6 Rover
Baby had me think I got a hangover
Weez nigga, Hot Boys, game over

2X

Nigga, it's Cash Millionaires
Fuck us nigga, your head get bust
We in the light, and it and it just be
bling bling, bling, bling
My nigga B.Geezy
My nigga, B.eatrice
Huh, my nigga Fresh, what?
My Lil' Weezy, alright then, uh-huh
My nigga Ju-vey, motherfuckin Hot Boy
Nigga, Cash Money takin over bitch
and we lettin go yet..
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