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