In my life, money comes and goes Money comes and goes Even when it's movin' slow I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes [Verse 1: Ma$e] See
m a hit you with a rhyme-shot at point-blank range But still hardcore and everything that goes with it Gettin money plus I'm bagging all the ho's and
the truth Because I got enough problems, and my solution is to stuff problems but if something goes wrong with that Then it's back to PCP and so long
these corners tearin' niggas in halves And niggas try to plot plex, and play me But I be poppin' cops and busta niggas on a daily I got my shady, shady niggas like an oak tree And
this back and give me all my money back and trade me in for the CL I'm gonna put it on this Little Brother song in 2 weeks and they ain't believe me
My boy Toy I E got to sleep And we got to see and who got the freaks? Beat it up like an ass whipping The album dropped and there's been a lot of ass
And ya stockin smellin like Avon and that horse want his 'fro back (I don't wanna party wit you).. hmm, hell naw And nigga I can't stand ya And I ain'
becuase playin be the reason So many freaks we have to forward the calls And when the girlies hear the.. {*beeper goes off*} .. they pause, and get hot (how come
that dispose no Gucci at our hoes For the AMG and while your playin me I'ma flex the hip hop sex and then I'll be Nice and smooth and mellow and hell
Forty-one.") Rolex and Mercedes niggaz. ("Forty-two.") Them rida niggaz, ("Forty-three.") Them 'money on my mind' niggaz. ("Forty-four.") Violate-mine-and-I'ma
And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will stab you then ??? then fuck you on Rikers And Life Goes On Now back to the coward of the hour who lied and
say But I'm gonna blow a bone and you can march 'til the cows come home You likes alone and me direct your own ??? But when you come home in a box Green
Stay Bumpin, Yall Know We Run The Town Hood Nigga And I Keep A Bad Bitch Around Thick Bitch, Long Hair, Yellow, White, Red, Brown Hood Nigga And
I turn her loose It's just her, and that's simple and plain And that's the only way I run my game Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy I'm chocolate
know how to find a bitch again I buck'em off the table, a 4 and a 6 Money up, money down, who gonna fade me tricks Came a 6, and what I left with, hush
of water MC, H-E-A-V-Y D O-V-E-R-W-E-I-G-H-T Lover in the house, on the smooth tip And I'ma rip this, then I'ma hop hip Better yet hip-hop, cause you'
