Key: Eb major
Verse 1
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It's your nigga T- Streets
This Young Money
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Double G, blap, blap
Verse 2
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They call me Young Gudda,
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I'm all about the dough still
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And anybody in my way,
roadkill
Everythin' my hands touch
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turn to gold
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Money, knots and jewels with no records sold,
I'm manhandlin' rappers with no effort
start applying' pressure
who ready to get severed, nigga?
In or out the booth,
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you could get leveled, nigga
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Now we gone take
Verse 4
Yo, we are Young Money
It's about to get real ugly,
YM vultures, it ain't a family doper
This is life this ain't a job
symbolize I go hard
Verse 5
Tyga- Tyga
Verse 6
Young Money,
Money overweight, bitch, Rosanne
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I don't listen to these kid s,
Skinny nigga, dope though, Lohan
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same color Mike skin
Make yo' soul spin when
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Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud
Verse 8
My lil' G, Lil' Chuck
battle juice in my blood
Jumpin' at yo' boy, man,
you better have a bungee cord
Since Wayne took me off the leash,
I ain't lose a fight yet
Now, come drag ya dog out the ring,
how you love that?
watch how you talk to me
I'll leak on yo' Elm Street
pain is what you gon' get
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It's Young money to the bone gristle,
ya dig?
Verse 9
nigga on the internet
Verse 10
like an ultraviolet light
like it's open tonight
Goin' for the first nigga to write
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You need a telescope sight to try to see me,
I'm so far gone
kids, I'm so far on
the Playboy home
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Wrappin' up my lifestyle and I smashed this song,
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Twizzy
Verse 11
we have the best rapstress alive
Nicki Minaj (uh, yo, yo)
Verse 12
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I'm in that cotton- pinkin' Bent,
Kunta Kinte on the clutch
Flyer than a cricket,
so they call me Nicki Jiminy
like Santa in a chimney
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You don't ball,
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break yo' baby- back ribs
You need more assist than the
Verse 13
Miss Shannelle
Verse 14
rockstars
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You feel that? We get that
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We in that, we run that, we bus back
We hit 'em when we see 'em comin'
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Verse 15
Next up my nigga Mack Maine
Verse 16
Michael Wade family in the buildin',
you can't hold us
the three new moguls
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Buffet around here,
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yo' boys scrape the plates
And we don't eat up in our whips,
damn, let the models go
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This track the finale, nah, this the genesis
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Young Money murderers,
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we killin' shit forever
Verse 17
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Drizzy, get 'em
Verse 18
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Alright I got this, you can never get this
you would think I'm playin' Tetris
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but I don't ever sweat shit
Swear the beats they give me, got
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a muhfuckin' death wish
Yeah, tell me, who controls kings?
stupid old things
a coupe with those wings
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And my team deserves some muthafuckin' Super Bowl rings,
Verse 19
Young Money
Lil Weezy stand tall,
tippy toe in this bitch
Blood gang muthafucka',
Manilow in this bitch
In the body of the world,
money is the blood
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An d everyday I be back and forward
New Orleans, nigga,
how 'bout them fucking Saints?
Verse 20
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call that Bubba Franks
Matter fact, it's too tight,
I'm the bars- tender,
Yeah, it's Young Money,
Gudda tough, Nelly nice, Nick nasty
Streets bad, Tyga ill, Drake magic
And Mack Maine rap,
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