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Ill Click Ill Click Bitches

ha bisogno la gente, Cash rules everything around me my click hit the money, just a couple millions Freeze! You know who it is? Ill Click, Bitches!

n On Top Like A Hair Wig Bed-Stuy Fly Bushwick Sick East New York Walk The Brownsvile Grill Ill U See I Gota Fortgreen Lean Clinton Hill The Chill Red

baby by me; baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the f**k cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside's up in in this bitch

be hard They only act the role You little sorry ass bitches, Ill smack you hoes Try to fool people Make em think you something your not I'm exposing all you bitches

the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' {*KABOOM*} I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH Bitch

B.I.G.] Click, click, uh, uh, uh Niggaz talkin' it but ain't livin' it Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit 'Gator trunks bitch, rollin

forever, what Ill will the label Bravehearts yawl scared of us Yo when those niggas ran these niggas stayed With these niggas switched up and bitched up afraid These niggas clicked

: [Prodigy] Yo.. Is it ill, do it need to be fixed? (That shit is real Dunn; and stop talkin like your skills don't kill) Nah it's just that sometimes

Bitch). Who You Playing With, With That Back And Foward Shit, Nigga I Aint Staying Slick Bitch I Crap Quick. He Aint Nothing But A Sandwich, Sun Man Bitch