| I need my money I need it now
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| I need my money
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| I need my money I need it now
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| I need my money I need it now
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| That’s all I got when you’re not around (I need my money)
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| I’ll call you up when I’m back in town
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| I’m up to no good when not around
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| Cause you know temptations, they all around
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| I had to make something for you
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| And let you know how much you mean to me
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| I’m always runnin' from the truth
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| I’m always thinkin' 'bout me (bout me)
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| But shit I like the way you groove
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| I’d like to think it’s just for me
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| All the shit I’m scared to lose
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| Think I should probably get some sleep
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| Saucin' just a starvin' artist somewhere out in Austin
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| With 1000 people mobbin' to some some shit I made in private school
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| Coughin' all my darkness, turn it into light
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| Ain’t no doctors in my life
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| Don’t need pills just need my pipe
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| Think a builder’s skin is white
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| Fuck 'em if they hit the clock
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| Can’t take credit for my type
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| Only God knows that design
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| Told her how I, all I, all I, all I need is a goddess
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| Answer to all my problems and suddenly I’m reminded
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| What it’s like to not be blinded open up my sirens
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| Lil b might know I’m gone, she smell the rubber from the tires
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| I know you’re gettin' tired I don’t mean to be dishonest
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| When I told you that I loved you I don’t know what I just plotted
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| Woke up in my apartment all alone and in the quiet
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| Solitude at its finest, look for the ultraviolets
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| First time I met you told you that I loved you but I didn’t
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| She said it’s cool Imma still let you hit it
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| I had to make something for you
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| And let you know how much you mean to me
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| I’m always runnin' from the truth
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| I’m always thinkin' 'bout me (bout me)
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| But shit I like the way you groove
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| I’d like to think it’s just for me
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| There’s so much shit I’m scared to lose
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| Think I should probably get some sleep
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| Bring me my money
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| Bring me my money
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| Bring me my money
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| Bring me my money
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| And so I made something for you
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| I hope you like how it groove
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| I got the homies on it too
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| Aye tell some hoes to come through
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| Plus you, plus me
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| Don’t lie don’t lie
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| Bring me my money
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| Bring me my money |