Work On The Table The Bags At [x3]
Work
Nigga Wit Money [x3] And I Love Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Make Me Rich Imma Wit Money And I Love Dat Bitch
1:] Yea, Backpack Full Of Stacks All The Love Me Compare To These Rappers Im On A Diff'rent Budget
I Even Gotta Practice Never Gettin Rusty No I Lookin Down But I See No One Above Me
The Bag Brown Wit Durty Green Money The Acount Good Full Of Clean Money
Fuck Chain Money, I Blow Ring I Bet That Fucka Neva See Tha Big Money
Money Do A Spread On Me And You Can Turn Ya Back But Never The Feds On Me
Read The Note We Got Ya Lil Homey We Need Bread Homey Or Das Ya Dead
Im Like A Corleone Meet The Mob I Can Get You Or Give Ya Ass A Job
F. B. I Holla C-M-B Coca Cola Caffine Free
Work On The Kitchen The Bags At [x3]
Work
Nigga Wit Money [x3] And I Love Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Me Rich Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Love Dat
2:] Stop Playing Wit Me Playin Wit Me Bitch Playing Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me Bitch
Imma Money Stunna On My 14 Summa Dick A Bitch Down N Erry Thang From Er
Now Run To Tha Kitchen I Ain't I Ate Put 36 O's On My Plate
See My pop was Cookin Slabs My Mom Wuz Cookin Dinner See My Iz A Cheif N My Daddy Wuz A Dealer
Grand Daddy Was A And My Auntie Is A Killer I Hope She Kno I Luv Her, Pray The Pigs Get Er
My Brother Still A N My Uncle Kinda Raised Me Yaw For His Wife 'cause Dat Cancer Shit Iz Crazy
My Daughters So Smart It Scares Me Her Mother Is An She's Always There For Me
And Me Im Just Wild I I Need Theropy B-'cause Im Goin After Dat Money No Where It Be
I got
Work On The Table Where The At [x3]
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Imma Wit Money [x3] And I Love Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Make Me Rich Imma Nigga Wit And I Don't Love Dat