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King B Fools Get Wise

the shape you're in You better open up you're eyes baby Cause fools do get wise Your late up and sleep all day You jumb and you ramble all night Well the fool

shape you're in You better open up you're eyes baby Cause fools do get wise Your late up and sleep all day You jumb and you ramble all night Well the fool

shape you're in You better open up you're eyes baby Cause fools do get wise Your late up and sleep all day You jumb and you ramble all night Well the fool

Ha Ha Ha Ha, Make Money Money Money [Verse: Fabolous] You Niggas Are Comical, Who Me I'm Seven Digits Two Commacal On My Mama Fool I'm Getting This Money

to a test Your chest in the line of fire witcha thin-ass vest You bringin them Boyz II Men, HOW them boys gon' win? This is grown man B.I., get you rolled

for days This fillets, I'm trucking jewels like Eric B And all you corny fools can't see me, oh my my my Healthy, wealthy, and wise is your size Come

my cotail Sipping on the lean, throwed methozyne With my boy Frankie he a kumbia king I'ma sag my jeans, down to my knees Can I get a hit, off the swisher

word from the wise, keep my dick out ya mouth Apparently I been too lenient on dudes Cause you niggas done forgot who the streets belong to I'm the motherfuckin king

smoking that godel Sipping on the lean, throwed methozyne Got the whole (gun shots) riding on my cotail With my boy Frankie he a kumbia king Can I get