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Ayo Green... I feel like I'm green too!
From Bixby!... to some incredible Hulk shit!
I don't know why u give me shit like this to spit to?
I'm sure we the same language
you bitches... pay me!

1:]
(HAA)
Wait a minute... came to go get it... fitted
Whenever it come to paper... better know I'm with it
Make it rain a major blizzard... alligator lizard
I Talledega race any name a didgit
Even if on the slightest you take a smidget or dare touch my revenue I slice you the razor quit it
Icey I make it frigid... (BURRRR)...
The laws of physics it's getting cold... my money taller than a hall of midgets
I get up all up in it
Kickin down the (Who is it!?)
Bitch I be the crew of bill collectors... pay the mall a
After cleanin bank accounts you if I gave a shit if not I tell the truth so you could tell em that the player did

It(HEYAAA)
It's ok I say a prayer it's the mayor bititch slayer givin you layer of the data tritick
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch
Funny how I fuck dimes... bitch you know I mine
my fuckin money? !

I ain't speakin foreign... you know I'm saying
Better my bread nigga I ain't playin
(Bitch... where my money?)
Mark every spoken, better sell your pussy
If you I'm jokin?
(muhfucker... where my money?)
Think I still ain't crazy cause I cut my
And if you short my cake I'm off side of your
(bitch where my money?)

2:]
(OHHHH)
Critical it's I'm cynical
How I deliver lyricals and take these niggas paper
Topsy-tervy I'm so thirsty go no mercy
For some of these bitches... I collect my money now and
Keep it movin with the clique... while bitches hit the strip
Cake up everyday I I RATE the way my money flip
I it's mine... borderline... call it crime... all the shine I'm takin it
no mistakin it nigga what's yours is mine
No need to second guess it check I'm the gloss and grind the gritty and the floss, the profit and the loss all
Because I profit your losses
You don't it... you should get it
In the hood with you money... I extended my of credit
The medic... doctor ryhmes that put you on a dihharettic shrinkin up a nigga
Simple style pathetic
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch
Funny how I fuck dimes... bitch you know I mine
Where my money? !

I ain't speakin foreign... you know what I'm
Better have my bread nigga I playin
(Bitch... my fucking money?)
Mark every spoken, better sell your pussy
If you think I'm
(Muhfucker... my fuckin money?)
I still ain't crazy cause I cut my dread
And if you short my cake I'm off side of head
(bitch where my money?)