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Camp! K
Lately, been gettin' money
(Big Fruit)

Lately, I've gettin' money
I help how you feel
Baby you a real one, get hit, 'em you real
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've been money
I help how you feel

Lately, I've gettin' a whole, a whole lot of money
My haters they gettin' a whole, whole lot of nothing
I can't help that I'm hot, I'm so so blessed
You have fun wit' them robbers I'm so, so
Everything I turn gold
winner
Lately, its mansion pussy might dig her
You don't no my everyday, anotha bag ask the world who the man?
gone tell you Boosie badazz
Doubted my freedom, now I'm eatin', got whiplash
7- 45 on my wrist, right now I'm so
I can't how you feel
'Cause you feel how you
I'm gon' do me and continue to be too real
6 different hustles, how I'm in a new year
Thank God, real music been saved, Boosie Boo (They mad)
Bout as cold as me, minors on knee's
Ever I been released, money falling off of trees! Errbody know

Lately, been gettin' money
I can't how you feel
you a real one, get hit, show 'em you real
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've gettin' money
I can't how you feel

Queen of I'm gettin' cash
My own crib, my own car
Sittin' back, money bags
I'm swimmin' in I, shark
Countin' checks, that GPS don't beepin' like da sound off,
that navigation, me to the paper like Onstar,
them trap niggas they me,
Them whack bitches bow to me
ain't none of them hoes above me
I'm so dope, I blow cash, you hoes broke yo' bad
You can't afford my tote bag, I'm shit toe tag,
see me in the whip, like
go hang ya y'all nuisance,
we up, we turnt out
My straight, no juices
Sip Amaretto in a Porsche Carrera gettin' bread, like I at Panera
Panoramic roof, poof disappeara, I in a Panamera

Lately, I've gettin' money
I can't how you feel
Baby you a one, get hit, tell 'em real

You me, I grew up straight up off fast money
That jag money, stop handcuffin'
Six twelves, old that bitch, sound like a band don't it?
It sit up like a man it, I spent them bands on it
We get hoes, then we fuck, they brag on it,
you can talk talk can you walk that walk, I'll A-Town dance on ya
Had my bitch turn every song, into her dance song
Oh that ain't nothin', you should see her no pants on
I first night my girl, my relationships last long
But it be so fun while it be and I last long
And she lick on my tattoos, while I on her
See that pussy, see dats da one to call

Lately, I've gettin' money
I help how you feel
Baby you a real one, get hit, show 'em you
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've been gettin'
I can't help how you