tasting the perfume, the scent of your skin My beautiful neon, I'll believe anything You say you love me but you don't know my name I've got your number
make it drop for the bitches Got a glock fo'-fifth, blow your head off wit' it Anything you hear that I said, I meant it King got the crown then sped
and golden bears And Astro-vans with swivel chairs hoes come in pairs Plus, makin money's in my genes That's why I got money in my jeans, I got a cravin
Nigga, need a fix leave it up to me All Money Is Legal Roca y'all know how we do First class, all stretch out Or, S-Class all sexed out Got the cash,
invision the game in your sleep [Andre Nickatina:] Baby wake up, and give your all like Rocky Your friends try to tell ya no say bitch stop me You start
Salvatori Faragomo with the diamond sparrow A rap cat with the BOSS apparel I put my rhymes on your block then I run it just like little Darrell Money
Cause I can see that my money in your purse yet [Equipto] Gon' to make money, I'ma stay hungry Know the right time when not to say nothing Huh, get gone
Your candle get lit, guerilla shit feed us banana clips The hammers hit, anything in our range we dismantle it [Angie Martinez] Like to say thanks
put me into jail There's nothing new, there's no surprises In your range of enterprises You've got your brains, you've got your muscle Working on your
you in the cell, I want your wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the
you doin' let's get to it Just like that they Boy actin' as if there's no pressure He do everything to get with her He say anything to convince her. Money
sharp? Shake you down Make his mark Take you down Break your heart And don't give a damn for anything that came apart Some try anything to leave him Say
[Ktane:] Yea now wat we say girls are like busses. Girls girls are like busses yea [x4] Now wat we do I let my swagger do the talking I don't say a lot
between homey started fallin' apart I guess anything's addictive when it's callin' your heart Death and incarceration had us all in the dark We was done, some'll say
, become a young convicted felon Go to school, get an education, say no to drugs Still be a smart hot boy and lil' thug Fuck bitches, be 'bout money and
the dope steady duckin' blue eyes and curly heads And he got caught and then start, runnin' with yo peers Got swole and been home and now you back out