Don't want your car, your house Your stocks, your bonds, your face I want your cash, I want your bank I want your money Don't want your diamonds Don't want your
back then y'all this was my favorite dream But now, I wouldn't hesitate I would leave Cause I'ma [Chorus - B.o.B] Make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I
y'all this was my favorite dream But now, I wouldn't hesitate I would leave Cause I'ma [Chorus - B.o.B] Make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I
Everything you do from your shades to your shoes From your chains to your Coupe Came from the tube Trust me I would know I was raised on it too Okay,
try was once a blue moon to once a blue sky now she's wonderin who else wants to go buy she don't got no money and wants to get high story sounds familiar
it's hard roast ya I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your Barkley posters Got no time to be boxing around I got the ox and the pound I'
I'm passin Or maybe its my fault Cause I be out all times at night Doin shit I know I shouldn't plus I don't be ridin right Smokin' lye.. no stash box
So you know I came with the heat y'all! You know I got a little money, got a little fame But you know I came from the streets y'all If you wanna act funny
I suit the women They know I'm still spendin show money from "Superwoman" They like "where'd he get those twenties?" And "I didn't know that's a color
: [feat. Paul Cain] [Fabolous:] It goes however I wanted to These bitches never say can't I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants Big house
to that register like I ain't know it had a tag I'm no liar I don't front, I'm a buy her what she want 'Cause your queen 'posed to get what she desire
& Jim Jones] [Jim Jones:] Who's in charge? I'm asking y'all Somebody better answer before I blast at y'all Live life just as fast as y'all But you little
& prior this gat, it came with 4 stashes Get money, fuck bitches, this is my life She blowin? today, in 5 years this is your wife & you can?t handle
ho like I'm Jackie-O Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks
The Game:] She call me Jay, I call her B, We gettin married, to the streets. I'm chasin money, she chasin me. I'm right where I wanna be, With da B on
what what what?) Verse 2: Red bandana in my back pocket I'm for real, This ain't pastel colour cacky suit and I ain't for real, I don't run about shit I
