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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

You know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my that I don't even know
And If I Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you go

I move like it's Po' Po' me, cocoa inside me
So cold and
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes to find me
Wherever money, yeah, I'm the shit, honey
(Woo)
Hood nigga the rubber band grip money
If I go broke I you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them their
Cross us, your on somethin we bare

Yeah, nigga trigga teflon chest gone G's up
up and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin than ever
smack in the hood good pokin out my leather
I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood
If your bitch give me a I'm a get her

You know, my mind is on my dough
A that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty wouldn't roll
From the to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you with the program ma you gotta go

Cause were always focused we around with the toasters
Push the rock to the smokers, do not approach us
We in the club with the pokers, steppin in Loafers
Stuntin in Testerossas, stylin in front of
Ma to call us, baddest bitches they know us
After the show they blow us and do all of shit to us
Now I can for me cause me everywhere I be
Niggaz know I'm a G, got it got the keys

We move from bundles to D on Hennessy
Buck the trees, Banks countin the cheese
We get the paper then breeze, we overseas
You in the hood, aw, that ain't good
town, different tour, different telly, different whore
Triple X, wet sex, next, latex
Condom, condo, I'm tight my long though
You lookin for a bitch I ain't what you lookin for

You know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my that I don't even know
And If I wasn't shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from the to the do'
If you ain't the program ma you gotta go

I'm out on bond but the still on me
'round like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick, 'gon get me a brick
I keep on shootin dice and I'm sick of this shit
Clientele still poppin so the keep comin
And my neighbors is but we still getting money
On this block till the sun drop I have a home
I do not stop, rocks, thug till I'm gone

Got a couple old schools and some out jewels
Some G-Unit probably full of tatooes
'Bout to stomp me a bitch, put the to his lips
Tell him talk that shit, now y'all wanna
I keep it dirty on the Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a glock and a
Banks me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga

You already know, my is on my dough
A millionaire that spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here to get a model out the do'
blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably roll
From the Benz to the lobby the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the ma you gotta go