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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

You already know, my is on my dough
A millionaire that won't a dollar on a hoe
I'm in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle 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 from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you go

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

Yeah, nigga here teflon chest gone G's up
Freeze up and you'll end up in your
It's the protege of 50, by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
Dead smack in the good pokin out my leather
I'm a Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater
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 blowin bottle after bottle of dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't
the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you with the program ma you gotta go

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

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

You already know, my is on my dough
A that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of dro
Slidin on the road, in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks 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'm out on but the forty still on me
Bouncin like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't get me a brick
I keep on losin shootin dice and I'm sick of this
still poppin so the junkies keep comin
And my neighbors is watchin but we getting money
On block till the sun drop I don't have a home
I do not stop, rocks, thug till I'm gone

Got a couple old schools and some iced out
Some G-Unit shoes full of tatooes
'Bout to me a bitch, put the pump to his lips
Tell him talk shit, now y'all wanna trip
I keep it dirty on the East dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a and a vest
tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga

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