| We took us a break but we back now
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| Ain’t nothin' gon' throw off this cash cow
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| I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
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| All I see is the streets when we back out
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| Took us a break but we back now
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| Back in this bitch with a bag now
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| Sour niggas stay hatin' on us
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| And the bitter bitches, got 'em mad now
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Countin' on, 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Landin' jets at the border
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| Rolls Royce is my taxi to the hotels on the water
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| Quarter mill when I’m layin', nigga
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| Killin' 'em slow, that’s torture
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| Rented out the whole top floor penthouse just for my daughter
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| You broke bitches outta order
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| I’m a bad bitch with some ol' money
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| Yeah, I’m ballin' but I want some mo' money
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| Pop the Lamborghini in the living room
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| Elevated to the master room
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| My rooftop got a rooftop
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| Bomb pussy, that’s a boombox
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| Buscemi this, Givenchy that
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| Spent a rack on some Gucci tube socks
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| In Dubai I’m skiin' in the summer
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| Surfin' waves in the winter time
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| They callin' me the young gunner
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| The way I body these jeans is such a crime
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| They got a love-hate type-a thang for me
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| When it come to Kim there’s no thinner line
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| Got bigger fish to fry
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| Eat you so called sharks at dinner time
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| We took us a break but we back now
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| Ain’t nothin' gon' throw off this cash cow
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| I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
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| All I see is the streets when we back out
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| Took us a break but we back now
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| Back in this bitch with a bag now
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| Sour niggas stay hatin' on us
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| And the bitter bitches, got 'em mad now
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Countin' on, 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| One, zero, zero, zero, bitch, then a comma
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| Zero, zero, zero, zero, bitch
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| We took us a break but we back now
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| Bitter bitches, got 'em mad now
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| Sour niggas stay hatin' on me
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| 'Cause I’m hangin' clothes from these racks now
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| I was raised in the school of hard knocks
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| These bitches is class clowns
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| Givin' y’all my old clothes
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| My old flows, like hand-me-downs
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| I see y’all watchin' my Snap
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| Tryna see what else you could jack
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| 100 grand with the cheese in the trap
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| Better catch me a rat
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| All this weight, I need a lap band
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| Pussy nigga give a lap dance
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| Black and yellow Rari, that’s a beehive
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| Eat up the Ghost like Pac Man
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| Man, I love them two-seaters
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| Killin' shit like the Reaper
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| Buyin' shit for no reason
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| It’s always Lil' Kim season
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| We took us a break but we back now
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| Ain’t nothin' gon' throw off this cash cow
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| I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
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| All I see is the streets when we back out
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| Took us a break but we back now
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| Back in this bitch with a bag now
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| Sour niggas stay hatin' on us
|
| And the bitter bitches, got 'em mad now
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Countin' on, 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby
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| Ain’t nothin' more important than this money, baby |