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Imma Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Love Dat
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Make Me Rich Imma Nigga Wit And I Don't Love Dat
1:] Yea, Backpack Full Of All The Bitches Love Me Don't To These Rappers Im On A Diff'rent Budget
I Ain't Even Gotta Practice Never Rusty No I Lookin Down But I See No One Above Me
The Paper Bag Brown Wit Green Money The Bank Acount Good Full Of Money
Fuck Money, I Blow Ring Money I Bet Motha Fucka Neva See Tha Big Money
Money Do A Spread On Me And You Can Turn Ya Back But Turn The Feds On Me
The Note Attached We Got Ya Lil Homey We Need Bread Homey Or Das Ya Dead
Im Like A Meet The Fucking Mob I Can Get You Or Give Ya Ass A Job
F. B. I Holla C-M-B Coca Cola Classic Free
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Imma Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Nigga Wit Money And I Love Dat Bitch
2:] Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playin Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me
Imma Cash Money Stunna On My 14 Dick A Bitch Down N Take Erry From Er
Now Run To Tha Kitchen I Hungry I Ate Bitch Put 36 O's On My
See My pop was Cookin Slabs While My Mom Wuz Dinner See My Momma Iz A Cheif N My Wuz A Dealer
Daddy 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 Raised Me Yaw Pray For His Wife 'cause Dat Cancer Iz Crazy
My Daughters So Smart That It Me Her Is An Angel She's Always There For Me
And Me Im Just I Think I Need Theropy Im Goin After Dat Money No Matter Where It Be
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Imma Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Dat Bitch
I Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Rich Imma Nigga Wit And I Don't Dat Bitch