| The mission was supposed to be set off by Tek
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| Right before the fun was about to begin
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| B.D. |
| got the call from the wickedest men
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| Kinda strange cause one of the wickedest was Starang
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| When I got the call I was waiting in my bed
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| Took two to the head but didn’t feel the effect yeah
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| Kinda funny cause I just broke myself
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| Spent my last ten dollars on a dime just to feed my mind
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| I know it’s time
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| I can feel it in my bones
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| Ain’t no coincidence, son you caught me home
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| Let’s get this paper together
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| Me and you, you down?
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| Cause money make this motherfucking world go round
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| You need a TV?
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| (Yeah)
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| You want the PC?
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| (Yeah)
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| You want the fly jewelry
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Shit, it take money
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| (Shit take money)
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| You wanna ride in the low-lows?
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| (Yeah)
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| With the GS 3OO's
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| (Yeah)
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| Y’all wanna trick on the fly clothes
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Well god damn it takes money
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| (Shit take money money)
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| I got the blueprint, I got the plan
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| Let me go inside, you wait in the caravan
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| But get word back from center command
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| And tell 'em to bring big mama so when shit hit the fan
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| I can bust back cause I plan to take
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| Money and make moves, no time to wait
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| When I get the vision of taking away from stress
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| Shit without no money? |
| Never I guess
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| I continue the mission that my man set
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| (In and out)
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| Shit son, I got the money, let’s jet, no doubt
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| What you can’t make
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| Create
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| Some got the plan with the .38, check the murder rate
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| That’s how it’s going down
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| Let’s get this paper together
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| (Why?)
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| Cause money make this motherfucking world go round
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| Round and round
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| Round and round
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| Round it go
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| Me and my crew is soldiers
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| Only getting older, no younger
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| Sitting in my projects, I watch another summer go by
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| So high, sometimes I just sit and think
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| Of how to make your ship sink
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| (Shit stinks)
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| I told my nigga Shy when he get home off of Rikkers
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| We would wil' out just like a bunch of dirty bikers
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| (And niggas everywhere just like us)
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| This year is our year
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| Call my nigga Buckshot and put the bug in his ear
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| You wanna pay bills?
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| (Yeah)
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| You wanna sip wine and chill?
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| (Yeah)
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| You wanna eat a four course meal?
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Shit, it all take money
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| (Shit take money)
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| You want the court sides?
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| (Yeah)
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| You want the rims for your phat rides?
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| (Yeah)
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| You want the shawty whops to recognize?
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Word up, it takes money
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| (Shit take money, money)
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| I’m already underpaid by my weak ass boss
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| And on top of that he’s trying to lay me off
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| Last Friday I came into work
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| The boss looked at me with the face of a jerk
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| He said, «Buckshot, ain’t no need to come to work
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| Cause I just got word that you did some dirt.»
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| «Oh really? |
| Check my record and see my past
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| Judging me by my past so I wouldn’t last?»
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| Shit, just because I never listened in class
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| In high school, I was all about my cash
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| Now I’m grown up
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| And my intent is to make power movements
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| Plus my event is to get the money now
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| Son, I know how it’s going down
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| Money makes this motherfucking world go round
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| Round and round
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| Round and round
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| Round and round
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| You want the big link?
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| (Yeah)
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| You want to buy my dudes a phat mink?
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| (Yeah)
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| You wanna make the bank that stink?
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Well it takes money
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| (Shit takes money money)
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| You wanna rock ice?
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| (Yeah)
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| Niggas wanna live the fast life
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| (Yeah)
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| You wanna get the crib without mice
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| (Hell yeah)
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| Shit, it all takes money
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| (Shit takes money money)
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| Money make the world go round
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| Money make the world go round
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| Money make the world go round
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| Money make the world go round
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| Money makes this world go round
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| Money makes this world go round |