| uh-um
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| Mr. Hooood
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| I do it, we get it, bitch it’s all bout
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| uh wat else, uh ya dig, I do it
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| Ok now money money money you can tell I get alot of that
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| I be round dat money it surround my like my habitat
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| matter fact i double that
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| touch it push yo bladder back
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| I don’t see you lames cause I’m suffering from cataracts
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| Bitch I’m back like chiropract
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| money is my zodiac
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| boy dis G sick
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| I aint talkin bout no Pontiac
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| I be sippin Coniac
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| chillin wit yo bitch in fact
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| and her pussy super fat
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| dis where I be swimmin at
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| l-let her play the lifeguard
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| cuff it like a life charge
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| dats a dam shame
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| i just slow aim
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| let you eat her good
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| dats my old thang
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| caint forget the motive
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| now what the hood say
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| (money, money, money) |