You know what it do nigga You the size of it too huh? money Young I dont what they be thinkin shorty But fuck 'em, you know they be talking my homies Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we know we gotta for the shine daddy that One million, two million, million, four million You it? If you cant bitch, go get your nose straightened out
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Look into the eyes of a hustla Yeah, money get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you know its money ova go get my money Look into the of a hustla baby Yeah, money get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you know its ova bitches go get my money
{Lil it out the wrapper Sit it on the Break a gram off and put it in my bitch's She tells me how it numb, She's froze Bitch! wake up and me cook these hoes I gotta get my cake up 'cause all I eat is I'm a dangerous mothafucka your feets, your toes I bang this mothafucka you cant keep the Thats your mouth we're bout jumpin out your face Before I have a bugs shots jumpin out ya face One shot will knock girlfriends scrungie out of place Tony Dungie I play I coach Hoe, I spray raid on the cockroach, die I my flow is hotter than 50 in Hollygrove Thats the As he drove that bentley coupe through the city All the try to get me and I let 'em
{Lil Yeah, I got twenty on my a rainy day schedule Rain drop nigga a rainy day bezzle Yellow diamond day special Its my niggas Its eyeview I'd straight you The bitches on the for the rescue But I give 'em guidelines dicks and pistols 5 hard, 5 soft, wrapped up in Say bitch you better get back I start to miss you Its the carter pardon all my issues I gotta get it I'm a to my tennis shoe Tell them boys on in the swimming pool Send a Then I eat 'em up like food And I'm floatin keys in the inner tube They prolly see my driving pounds in the 22's All 51 in the 47 Dope boy, boy Thats what they all
{Lil Shut the fuck up, I dont ya'll niggas.......... timmy p