she aint messing with you unless you got a lotta money
get my money! Gotta get my money! Gotta get it... ! [Chorus] Diamonds an clothes (diamonds an clothes) Money an hoes (money an hoes) Make lotta doe (
.C. rider Ole ignorant boy always stun'n Big ballin' cahouney's you can see him when he comin' Booted up Diamond up Golds be shinnin' up All them diamonds
ya knot Head, so hungry you can hear their stomach growl Down the block, on the real money A little money never make you hot Just like you can get money Money
a hundred fifty. First, you stole Roc-a-fella from Dame. Second, you stole Kanye from Dame. Third, you stole Rocawear from Dame. Fourth, I seen a nigga throw that diamond
we bust bigger guns, got bigger nuts And when they go off they make a lotta noise And I can't think of no prouder joys than money, big cheese and a girl
Bert Reynolds To Jim Brown and escape with Raquel Welsh Isn't my queen lovely? feed her rum of rays And ice cream, shower her with diamond rings and money
presentation De La dedication Common Sense collaborations Peace to all of you Haitians Check it out [Chorus: x2] If money makes a man strange -- we
girls like me now but the hoes used ta dig us Plus they tryina eat tryina get a lil bigga Tryina see mo money than a fuckin bank tilla Now I get money
) Yeah DIDR (It's about to happen) Digga (What, what, what) Chinko, Reb the Merc, Dominique, nigga [VERSE 1: Reb Mercy] Yo, I used to spend my money-money
be down Two hundred million blind mice Running through this town [Shock-G] Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man Wears a gold Rolex and put a diamond on your hand [Money
[Diamond D] Now its the mad magician with the ill deposition No repetition holdin down Bronx tradition My composition simply squash the competition Step
Ghetto dreams baby That's what we talking bout.. [Hook] Ghetto dreams, diamond rings Money hoes and clothes and all those, fancy things [Fat Pat] Money
told me this would happen I would said never - no, we down forever - we flipped keys together Now the street talkers say you want my spot A lotta niggas did, A lotta
night [Verse 2 - DJ Quik] Now wuts the haps on the bottle caps I want a snow bunny I'm rick james bitch I got fasho money and I aint hatin for nothin
Rolley on the wrist so I bet he wanna bone too, he gettin money off my song too Anginetta Boys bring the noise, my niggas wanna bone too, they gettin money
Like Brusha I Shit These Rappers Out N Sometimes I Forget To Flush Ya Granddaddy Purp Or Bubba Kush Crusha Explode In A Bitch Mouth Like A Gusha Cash Money, Young Money
Shit These Rappers Out And Sometimes I Forget To Flush Ya Grandaddy Purp Or Bubble Kush Crush Ya Explode In A Bitch Mouth Like A Gusher Cash Money Young Money
