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

Lately, I've been gettin'
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 gettin'
I can't help how you

Lately, I've been gettin' a whole, a lot of money
My haters they been gettin' a whole, whole lot of
I can't help I'm this hot, I'm so so blessed
You have fun wit' robbers I'm so, so fresh
Everything I turn gold
I'mma
Lately, its mansion pussy might dig her
You don't no my struggle everyday, anotha bag ask the who the man?
They tell you Boosie badazz
Doubted my freedom, now I'm eatin', they got
7- 45 on my wrist, now I'm so rich
I can't how you feel
you feel how you feel
I'm just gon' do me and continue to be too
6 different hustles, how I'm bringin' in a new
Thank God, real music been saved, Boosie Boo (They mad)
as cold as me, minors on they knee's
Ever since I released, money falling off of trees! Errbody know

Lately, been 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 gettin' money
I help how you feel

Queen of I'm gettin' cash
My own crib, my own car
back, gettin' money bags
I'm swimmin' in I, l-l-lone
checks, that GPS don't stop beepin' like da sound off,
that navigation, lead me to the like Onstar,
them niggas they love me,
Them whack bow down to me
'Cause ain't of them hoes above me
I'm so dope, I blow cash, you broke that's yo' bad
You can't afford my tote bag, I'm shit toe tag,
see me in the whip, deuces
go hang ya self nuisance,
we up, we turnt out
My straight, no juices
Sip Amaretto in a Porsche Carrera gettin' bread, like I at Panera
Panoramic roof, disappeara, I reappeara in a Panamera

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

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

Lately, been gettin' money
I can't help how you
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 gettin' money
I can't help how you