| I want my money in large amounts, garage full of cars that bounce
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| Putting my hoes in every state because every dollar counts
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| You niggas scary and ducking, we busting shots
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| We aiming right for your head, only run from the cops
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| Stay posted on blocks where niggas be serving rocks
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| Leave my bitch at the stop, the blade be too hot
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| Post her ad, Lil mama, wassup, ain’t trying to fuck
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| I’m just trying to see my cash go up
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| Nigga it’s P.G.O. |
| means it’s pimping going on
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| He tried to knock my hoe, but a P to strong
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| You’z a trick, can’t you hear your bitch singing my song?
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| She out of pocket for sure, you better check that hoe
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| All my bitches on point, I only check that doe
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| Back to the hood like a 2 and a 4
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| I pour 4 in a 2 like what that shit do fool
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| (Verse 2: Jack Sippa)
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| Large amounts, so much paper this shit’s hard to count
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| Slide in to drop it, they awe struck when the stars come out
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| We gives a fuck we run it up, yeah we charging now
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| Louis duffel we do this shuffle, no marks allowed
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| (Verse 3: Mac Mall)
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| Ay man, say man, no free game for loose lames
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| You fools is chump change
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| More Mac for large amounts? |
| low range
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| ? |
| a bitch brain, on a world wide campaign for financial gain
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| Too massive to explain to a square don’t know off brand
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| I know? |
| to understand how to knock a bitch and keep a hoe paying
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| Laying down my Mac hand, set a hoe down on foreign land
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| And she going to break down a trick and bring me back grands
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| ? |
| manifest millions, it’s in a Mac, God’s plan
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| I pray my mouth piece or my chopper never jam when I blam
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| Peace to my folks Jay Worthy, the P is a rep but when we only? |
| your bitch
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| because her dough wasn’t acceptable
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| Leave that P to professionals, niggas better check their gain
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| But I’m nothing correctable, my -ism is too intellectual
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| (Verse 2: Jack Sippa)
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| Large amounts, so much paper this shit’s hard to count
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| Slide in to drop it, they awe struck when the stars come out
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| We gives a fuck we run it up, yeah we charging now
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| Louis duffel we do this shuffle, no marks allowed |