Key: G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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[Fabolous]
Yea
There's a lot of money
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over here
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Ha Ha
That's word to Brooklyn
I'm back I don't know what the fuck
Verse 2
And these
bastards fiend for my grub
I carry pumps like I serve gasoline
to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston leaning on dubs
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And they can't afford chrome so they
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putting Vaseline on they hubs
I'm looking for a girl with
a ass like Trina to rub
Take home and let her watch the
plasma screen in the tub
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And don't pass my green on my bub
much to pull her and dick her
Everyday I'm popping a tab
and pulling a sticker
Everyday I'm switching the
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tags and pulling up sicker
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Every "K" I'm loading the
mags with bullets to flicker
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I'm pulling it quicker
So you can act tough After
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a few pulls on some liquor
Got em pullin on niggas
And they won't be goin
nowhere for a while
Verse 3
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But look at all this money that I spend
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And look at all the places that I've been
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And look at all the women in those brims
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Look at the blue flames that I'm in
Verse 4
move you know
the hammers'll be with me
Poking out the shirt like a Pamela Lee titty
I went on tour brought the
samples of D wit me
Came back a month later bought
if you read with me
Just because you see me on the
camera with P. Diddy
Dammit we P- driddy? Now I
got G with me
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Along with the third leg that I be
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rammin in these bitties
I keep the revolver you
hope my gun'll jam
But with the soap its gonna blam
The info put freckles on your face
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That's why I'm watched by the Feds
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and scoped by Uncle Sam
Dope and hunn- ed (hundred) grams
rope and hunn- ed grams
At the same time our artist get
to open Summer Jam
Hope you understand or
use better sense
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These niggas don't want no beef they want lawsuit
Interlude 1
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Verse 5
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[Chorus]
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I'm in
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a
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With a baby girl who suck harder
than Maggie on a pacifier
What I'm smokin'll have you aggie
as your last supplier
you know that's some fire
hotties is regular
Test me somebody I'm begging ya
I got the Gatling gun like Jesse
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The Body in Predator
I'm a hustler I don't sling no
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rocks to the fiends now
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Got dudes who sit on corners
like a boxer between rounds
Any other dude who dish
rocks want beef
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Cause I chop jobs bigger
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than Chris Rock front teef
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I'm the nigga tearing the walls up in your
Of the Cris
And while you at probation filling
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a small cup full of piss
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I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a fist
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(Catch up!)
[Chorus]
Verse 6
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nigga (yea)
I'm a motherfucking ghetto
superstar nigga
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Desert Storm
Street
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Family we here (yea)
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here (yea)
Outro 1
doing (yea)
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