you got a big bank holla I got money Nan nana nana nan I got money I ride big rims holla cause I got money Nan nana nana nan nigga I got money I fuck
: [feat. Young Dro & T.I.] I'll be questioning ain't gonna be... hold up Yeah,.. we pull wanna see it down took me time for it, get your hands up, say
blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song
that say I'm signin wit Jigga I got rappers gettin mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryin to clap at me I got these corny wannabe, diss-song kings
one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss
to find me Where ever there's money, yeah i'm the shit honey (whoo) Hood nigga with that rubberband brick money If I go broke, I'll make you and your
that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I be high (I be high, I be high) And if you heard I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high (I be high, I be high) But I- twist that la, la, la
where my mom stayin' [Chorus] [Bun B] From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened I got the Columbian, and I'm gonna hold 'em
money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man [Verse
me to feature, maan, Fuck your money! I ain't hurting, I'm doing good I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood. {HAHA! } [Chorus:] I don
toke? YES! The newest zone I'm in I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan The terminology I
cover your eyes Front headlights and I'm smokin alaf One of those nights in my helluvalife I brought a lot of ice so I shine like a star You see me
Yet, playboy bunny hunny I got plenty money Told my countant break it down To budget my trickin for me I'm the man I used to eat baloney shawty now I'm goin ham I
lah lah Goodbye, I see you chumps on top Or on the highway in somethin that ends with I Like I, 745, I Or the F-E-double-R-the-A-R-I AR-15 to spray y'
chop, Leave ya back on tha block, We pop cops, and there aint no rights on my block, I got shop, I got that dro, i got them pills, i got that yay
