| I need to make me some money
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| There is no love in the streets
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| That bitch is cappin' if she think I need her
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| If she think I need her
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| This bitch is cappin' if she thinks I need her
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| I do not need her
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| Baby, I’m buying and selling this Reefa
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| And the money chase, he cannot ever just come in between us
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| I give my all to the streets
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| Got nothing back in return
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| I done some work on my feet
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| Fuck everybody, there’s no one to please
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| Fuck everybody that roll on the set
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| Stuck in a line for a
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| Stuck in a place where I’m full of resemblance
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| Still there’ll be various people in line
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| Crossing myself for a couple of checks
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| Sometimes I think I shall roll with a vest
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| And sometimes I wonder if I’ll pass the test
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| So I can give it a rest
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| I just got so much to say
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| I don’t have no one to sin to
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| I’ma just keep it inside
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| I can lie, but my eyes, they never lie
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| Wrote my path before I knew that I could write
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| I could write, I could write
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| I need to make me some money
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| There is no love in the streets
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| That bitch is cappin' if she think I need her
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| If she think I need her
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| I need to make me some money
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| There is no love in the streets
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| That bitch is cappin' if she think I need her
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| If she think I need her
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| Watch me turn my dreams to reality
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| Vul m’n glas, vul m’n glas met Hennessy
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| Ik heb twintig doezoe voor een enemy
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| Ik heb twintig doezoe voor een enemy
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| In de club, we bestellen die trein
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| Gucci-jacka die verbergt de pijn
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| Balenciaga’s, verschillende kleuren
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| Ik heb die baddies, ze blijven maar zeuren
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| Geen Steve-O, maar je bitch die geeft Jack ass
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| Trapjack, want we branden rubber op die wegdek
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| Maar ik ben de weg zat
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| Die Loubou’s, die Chanel, die Gucci, die Louis, die Prada
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| Die maken d’r klets nat, die maken d’r
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| Gooi een doezoe in Didato
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| Nu wil ze met me naar Monaco
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| M’n ogen rood door die Gelato
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| M’n ogen rood door die Gelato
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| You know what to say
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| Ik ben op cash, je bitch die gaat mee
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| M’n cirkel is klein, net DVD
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| We getting paid
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| I need to make me some money
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| 'Cause there is no love in the streets
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| There is no love in the streets
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| That bitch is cappin' if she think I need her
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| If she think I need her |