| Count it
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| That’s the sound of Benjamins, my thumb sore
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| Pull up and get pressed (pressed), laser on the TEC (TEC)
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| Diamonds drippin' wet (wet), you just got finessed (finessed)
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| When I say I’m fresh, don’t need no stylist to get dressed (no)
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| Heard he asked for smoke, don’t need the game to get you pressed
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| I’ma serve 'em with the TEC (brr), and it’s the gang fuck the rest (fuck 'em)
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| I get the bag make it stretch (stretch), and none of my niggas ain’t goin' for
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| that
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| My niggas up now but you say you next, look and then see what’s the catch
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| (catch)
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| All my dogs but we don’t do fetch (nah), unless I put some on ya head (Takeoff)
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| Dropped out of school I didn’t graduate (you know I didn’t graduate)
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| But I still got the M’s on my plate (the M&M way)
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| Mama ain’t really have a good job (let's have a field day)
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| But now she ain’t never gotta have no job (no way, no way, no way)
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| 'Cause I work hard for mine, yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
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| 'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard)
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| (Woo, woo, woo, Offset)
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| Worked hard, bought my mom a third car (work, work)
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| Left my heart in my grandma’s graveyard (grandma, hey)
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| I’m in the Blues Clues, Bentley Avatar (Blues Clues)
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| Ain’t no flaw, board on the jet eatin' caviar (no flaw, phew)
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| Nascar, drivin' it fast like a Nascar (skrrt skrrt)
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| This not a Jaguar (argh), I’m with the remix and bath salts (remix)
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| We see what your stash about (stash), dope in the cabin route (hey)
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| Feel like I’m passin' out (whew), but they keep the cash en route (racks)
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| I got my kids to feed, they think that I’m Hercules (think that I’m Superman)
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| I don’t got no time to sleep, I gotta subscribe to be (I cannot sleep)
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| Open your eyes and see a hunnid mil' lottery (woo, woo, phew)
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| I put my hood on my back 'cause I know they depend on me (facts)
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| Dropped out of school, I didn’t graduate (you know I didn’t graduate)
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| But I still got the M’s on my plate (the M&M way)
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| Mama ain’t really have a good job (let's have a field day)
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| But now she ain’t never gotta have no job (no way, no way, no way)
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| 'Cause I work hard for mine, yeah (work hard, work hard, work)
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| 'Cause I work hard for mine (work hard, work hard, work hard)
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| Work hard, work hard, work hard |