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| For the love of money — 3X
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| (*Beat changes to instrumental of Jay-Z's «Dead Presidents"*)
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| Presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me
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| Check it, that’s why I put no people under my wing
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| Welcome rain but still wonder what the thunder might bring
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| I already did my thing, I will forever be king
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| Take a look inside my pockets, such a devilish thing
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| They say that money’s the root, a tree’s growin out of my pocket
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| I pull a branch off it and try my best not to drop it (why?)
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| Cause gold diggers watch and I like to call it boppin
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| And I am not a Simpson/simp son but rest in peace to Cochran (Amen)
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| You’re rich man, they tell me this how it 'sposed to feel
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| Haters try to hinder the hustle before I close the deal (fo' real)
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| But it’s off with your head homie, you know the drill
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| Hang your body up from a ceiling and call it overkill (woo)
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| Chamilli, I am the Alpha and Omega
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| Stoppin me is like winter in Denver with humid weather
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| Never, ever, ever, your head it could get severed (yeah)
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| I got these haters sick, it’d be better to get better
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| How do you possibly think you’re reachin as high after me?
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| Three times quicker, just call me the triathlete
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| It ain’t a thing that I did that I feel I can’t repeat (what?)
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| It ain’t a thing that I did that I feel I can’t repeat (okay)
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| They spend their life to prove their realness to half a street
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| Already lived your entire life in a half a week
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| Destiny lookin fine, so I just smack a cheek
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| And even when I’m not even tryin, another can’t compete, yeah
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| I’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
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| I’m out for dead *fuckin* presidents to represent me
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| Before I had a million, I talked a million into existence
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| They say it pays off, well thank you to my persistence (you welcome)
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| Look at the vehicle to see how well I lived it
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| I keep a elbow on the rim like I was Vincent (Carter)
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| Too bad you missed it, a decade already passed
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| Already got everything that they said that I couldn’t have (couldn't have)
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| And now I don’t even want it, look at it like it’s trash
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| One man’s trash is another’s treasure, so get a bag
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| Apologies for all of the materialism
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| But all the times that I didn’t do it is when they didn’t listen (listen)
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| So now I sit and vision, times when my wrists didn’t glisten
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| Like I just want to go back but who the heck I’m kiddin? |
| (woo)
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| Cause if I did that, then you would never get mad
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| I’d be tryin to get back to where I am in this rap
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| So I just try to get cash and be done with the riff-raff
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| And I swear a slut could never, ever get half (haha) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dead Presidents , by - Chamillionaire. Song from the album Mixtape Messiah 7, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп