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Yo, body get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas wanna hatin and (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, hands on it
Uh uh, Most

Yo, I'm that who you wanna be (who)
Not ch'all, deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars
bitches
Tounge pass the
If I for a bitch, let me fall dont push me
Hatin ass nigga hafta slick sides
'cause outta look at my chain he dont dick ride
Yo niggas cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so they bitch dont me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me out niggas jealous
Hot, yo the best us that we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you know so why us
Dont me that shit'a break ya neck
This week alone I already ate ya check
Let my check book determine if I'm playin in
When you Boo it's cool
Cause your my name

Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I look so that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I and what I got is what your tryin to get
Do I look so that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops don't see my C-L 6,
wanna frisk me
And young with this dough I get they wanna me
You Mr., hi oh now you wanna kiss me
But or me doin a bid you gunna miss me
This aint hate, its too love cause I'm richer
When I used to push them things, I quicker,
Niggas wanna twist Boobonic and Mr
are big brothers and fuckin they little sisters
I hear Most Wanted (and)
Wanted that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home with gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya boys get ya one in ya back
Aint my fault my dough fast and yours slower
You ass out winnin a used to go lower
And I'm next to the boat and the grower
See red when I split ya head Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga hand me a price
I catch a for em like my chain at the rice
Spit every last round at a
A kill you the listener if you for em
Die for the nigga thats my dog
Hoes be like damn why y'all together
Two things never be have is rich and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic feed man I'll talk shit for you
Tell you to take cover swing and hit for you
Get stitched up, back and spit for you
Bring hot heads make the shit for you
Ride for you homie till our bodies hit the
die for you? they got it fucked up
Like chicks that need a they click and touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody closer
I'm tellin you one thing I'm ghetto. .no
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, the fuck is thaaaat
You dont want no beef man
I'm routing for that for real
Fuck you niggas man.. I bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas didnt that.. you know
you niggas experience that man
Y'all know what money is man
money is when your bank account is the amount muthafucker
You niggas have stash's.. I stash money.. nigga
You dont want none I'm a
Man I'll take over corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and shoot