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Check, check. Yeah. Uh. Fresh waters out the box, I ain't worried 'bout The cops. Got more worries in this blunt, That's why I tend to smoke a lot. I mean R. I. P. Mandela, Alpha blessed, Know you're a star. I remember us at Grope's Tip, snotty nose car. Ayy, it's funny how they say history repeats, But there never be another him or another me. I'm on go and I'm on stand and that, Some say I'm outrageous. And I told myself I had to say that Just in case you say it. Me and Sunny Breezy boy riding in that two-door. Don King-ing on these niggas, fuck we need a Crew for? We want more, we do more, Hustle like we crazy. We be more, we see more, and I'm like, "Fuck you pay me?" Never. Yeah. Said you can keep all of your cars and Keep all of your fame. Keep. Yeah. 'Cause one day that'll all change. Yeah. I just want the money, yeah, money, yeah. Money, yeah, money, yeah. Said you can keep all of your cars and Keep all your fame. Fame. Yeah. 'Cause one day that'll all change. I just want the money, yeah. Way before my Birth, I know my poppa had a vision. That exceeded past them hallways, posted in the Kitchen. I hate doing the dishes, swear I knew That I was different. I never played the system, But find me on a mission. Let's work. All this struggle had a reason. All them nights up hungry while you tucked in Sleeping. You gotta feed the soul else your brain Ain't eating. I just told y'all a secret, I hope that you can keep it trill. Always known for my defense. I'm lying, but I had a jumper like B. Smith. Yeah. Back when I used to crank the three-six. Real nigga trained to this vibe, the deep end. Never. The Deep end. Yeah. Said you can keep all of Your cars and keep all of your fame. Fame. 'Cause one day that'll all change. Yeah. I just want the money, yeah, money, Yeah. Money, yeah, money, yeah. Said you can keep all of your cars and Keep all of your fame. Fame. Yeah. 'Cause one day that'll all change. Yeah. I just want the money, yeah. Money, yeah. You know, Mastermind. Said I just want the money, yeah, money, Yeah. Boogie B, Sunny Breeze. I just want the money, yeah, money, yeah. You know. Everything epic on this side, bro.
Boogiie Byrd — Want the Money
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