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

1:]
(HAA)
Wait a minute... came to go get it... fitted
Whenever it come to paper... know I'm major with it
Make it rain a major blizzard... leather lizard
I race any challenger name a didgit
Even if on the slightest you take a smidget or touch my revenue I slice you with the razor quit it
Icey I make it frigid... (BURRRR)...
The laws of physics says it's getting cold... my money taller than a hall of
I get up all up in it
down the door (Who is it!?)
Bitch I be the crew of bill collectors... pay the a visit
After cleanin bank accounts you questioned if I gave a 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 another layer of the data
rhymes... hittin you with punch lines
Funny how I dimes... bitch you know I want mine
Where my money? !

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

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

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