Work On The Table Where The At [x3]
Work
Imma Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Love Dat
I Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Rich Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Dat Bitch
1:] Yea, Full Of Stacks All The Bitches Love Me Don't To These Rappers Im On A Diff'rent Budget
I Ain't Even Practice Never Gettin Rusty No I Ain't Lookin Down But I See No One Me
The Paper Bag Brown Wit Durty Money The Bank Acount Full Of Clean Money
Fuck Chain Money, I Blow Money I Bet That Motha Fucka See Tha Big Money
Money Do A Spread On Me And You Can Turn Ya Back But Turn The Feds On Me
Read The Note Attached We Got Ya Lil We Need Bread Homey Or Das Ya Homey
Im Like A Corleone The Fucking Mob I Can Get You Or Give Ya Ass A Job
F. B. I Holla C-M-B Coca Cola Classic Caffine
Work On The Kitchen Where The At [x3]
[x2]
Imma Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Me Rich Imma Nigga Wit And I Don't Dat Bitch
2:] Stop Playing Wit Me Playin Wit Me Bitch Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me
Imma Cash Money Stunna On My 14 Dick A Bitch N Take 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 While My Mom Wuz Dinner See My Momma Iz A Cheif N My Daddy Wuz A
Grand Daddy Was A Dealer And My Auntie Is A I Hope She Kno I Luv Her, The Pigs Never Get Er
My Brother Still A Baby N My Kinda Raised Me Yaw Pray For His 'cause Dat Cancer Shit Iz Crazy
My So Smart That It Scares Me Her Mother Is An Angel She's Always For Me
And Me Im Just I Think I Need Theropy B-'cause Im Goin After Dat Money No Where It Be
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Work On The Table Where The At [x3]
[x2]
Imma Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Love Dat
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Make Me Rich Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Dat Bitch