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Imma Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Love Dat
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Me Rich Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Love Dat
1:] Yea, Backpack Of Stacks All The Bitches Love Me Don't Compare To 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 Paper Bag Brown Wit Green Money The Acount Good Full Of Clean Money
Chain Money, I Blow Ring Money I Bet Motha Fucka Neva See Tha Big Money
Magazine Do A Spread On Me And You Can Turn Ya Back But Never Turn The On Me
The Note Attached We Got Ya Lil Homey We Need Homey Or Das Ya Dead Homey
Im Like A Corleone The Fucking Mob I Can Get You Whacked Or Ya Ass A Job
Weezy F. B. I Holla Coca Cola Caffine Free
Work On The Table Where The At [x3]
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Imma Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Dat Bitch
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Make Me Rich Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Dat Bitch
2:] Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playin Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me
Imma Cash Money On My 14 Summa A Bitch Down N Take Erry Thang From Er
Now Run To Tha I Ain't Hungry I Ate Bitch Put 36 O's On My
See My pop was Cookin Slabs While My Mom Wuz Cookin See My Momma Iz A Cheif N My Daddy Wuz A
Grand Was A Dealer And My Auntie Is A Killer I Hope She Kno I Luv Her, Pray The Never Get Er
My Brother Still A Baby N My Uncle Kinda Me Yaw Pray For His Wife 'cause Dat Cancer Shit Iz
My Daughters So Smart It Scares Me Her Mother Is An Angel She's Always 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 Nigga Wit [x3] And I Don't Love Dat
I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Nigga Wit Money And I Don't Love Dat