| 1 — Money and the powder, money and the powder
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| (Misses Gangsta Boo got the) money and the powder (yup)
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| Money and the powder, money and the powder
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| (Niggas pagin' me for my) money and the powder
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| Money and the powder, money and the powder
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| (I got all you bitches jade, cuz of) money and the powder
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| Money and the powder, money and the powder
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| (Up 24/7, cuz my) money and the powder
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| I got the money AND the powder
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| Yeah, got the fuckin' dollas, 40
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| Increasin' hours
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| Trade your whole damn life for it
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| Only tryin' to be the richest bitch
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| That roam the city streets
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| Keep a bird flyin' to the south
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| For a winter’s peak
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| South folk put me up on game
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| Cuz the game ain’t changed
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| Still the same way
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| Likin' me and your momma gaze
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| Rappin' get ya paid
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| That’s cool, I’m havin' fun, see
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| Live on stage, Gangsta Boo is what they call me
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| Good sense of humor
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| Kinda funny once you get to know
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| Money over bitches, once on top
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| You don’t hear me though
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| Stay smokin' green
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| Cuz I got it like that
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| I stay up on some pure shit
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| On and poppin' like that
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| So if you try to break me
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| Never will you succeed
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| Cuz a bitch like me, always got a plan B
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| With Hypnotize Minds
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| Blindin' bitches when we come through
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| To all enquiring minds
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| Yours truly, Gangsta Boo
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| It’s kinda hard bein' the lady that I am, you see
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| Without a shiesty ass nigga tryin' to get with me
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| But we gon' ride and get high
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| Glidin' deep in the night
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| In your pearl Mercedes fixed with the blue headlights
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| Okay, it’s on, pop the Dom
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| What about the 100, percent pure that you promised me
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| Before you go under
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| Call me Lady, me, no
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| I’m takin' over your hood
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| Because it’s on, good
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| Yellin' that I’m wishin' you would
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| Try to gank me for my shit
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| Never buyin' ya baby
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| I be the one that rock your cradle
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| Come and play with me baby
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| Yee know, it’s 'bout the money
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| It ain’t 'bout nothin' else
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| Don’t try to play me bitch
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| Be fuckin' tryin' to play with yourself
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| If it’s cool, then it’s cool
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| If it’s not, then it’s not
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| If ya ass actin' shady, if it’s bricked or rocked
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| Don’t be crossin' like a God when you’re dealin' with me
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| It’s not so easy bein' hard
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| What’cha tryin' to be?
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| What a trip, I got you bitches wantin' to roll with me
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| But back in 1993, you wouldn’t fuck with me
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| But now I got an album out
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| Look at TV, I’m on it
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| Now you’re lookin' for some fame
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| Plus all my niggas, you want 'em
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| Never that, I can’t be usin' groupies
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| To call 'em friends
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| Because my money and my powder would be gone in the end
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| I can’t depend on you bitches when I’m in some trouble
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| Blow your bump and fuck me up
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| Once I’mma fuck you up?
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| Get your squad, what they gon' do? |
| (not shit)
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| I thought you knew
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| With my black hooded crew
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| We gon' come and get you
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| Cuz we got money to make
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| Whatever nigga it take
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| We got some ki’s in this shit
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| We gotta bring home some play
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| It ain’t no limit in this because we real to the fact
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| If your ass Black, you know you gotta hustle for scraps
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| So I’mma holla
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| Thanks for listenin' all my ghetto girls and boys
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| First comes money, then the powder
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| Then relax, and you’ll enjoy |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money and the Powder, artist - Gangsta Boo. Album song Enquiring Minds, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп