| All about the money like Baby
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| Grew up with the wolves like KG
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| Aim going South I Rap-A-Lot aye word to J-Prince
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| This Watts my nigga aye Im feeling like Im caged in
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| Keep it up like you don’t know me
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| Check my proof I been doing it since
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| I put in my 10 thousand hours
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| I proally done ran through your bihh
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| Apparent approximately I part up the sea
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| Speaking of Moses I am the key, Khaled can see
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| Aye… you how many niggas I try to sign with
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| Stood in line quick
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| Watch spend 100K on a watch my man
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| But ain’t got time quick
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| 1 shot I can hangover take two shots gimmie hangover
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| You dont want no more, that’s more for me, I call that gameover
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| Take 1 shot I can hangover, take two shots gimmie hangover
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| They didn’t see me coming, more for me, I call that glaucoma
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| Call it glaucoma, call it hangover, hangover, YEP
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| Green Bottles they invade my space, I start to see the truth
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| Now whats the recipe, I mix it with the juice
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten, I feel like Im On Ten
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten I feel like Im on Ten
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| Green Bottles they invade my space, I start to see the truth
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| Now whats the recipe, I mix it with the juice
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten, I feel like Im On Ten
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten I feel like Im on Ten
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| Once I knew a girl her name was Tanqueray
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| She brought the freaky side she pulled it outta me
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| Swear every night I had it damn she blew my mind
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| She love to mix it up, I swear that girl was fine (UH)
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| She let me roll around in her bently coupe
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| Plus I heard from the TurF she knew Dre and Snoop
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| Popping on a stand like a true pro
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| I gave her Austin Power aye she love my mojo
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| Trust me you need a nigga like me
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| Stimulate your mind with this black power gone check my I. G
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| I take care of my kids aye your baby daddy just a baby daddy
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| Tell him fuck out your face face face
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| These balls how it taste taste taste
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| Aye Sardines, Aye, and Pork & Beans, Aye
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| Do you know what that means, Aye, Aye I used to be a poor nigga
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| I got a liver made of gold nigga
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| Stix and pounds winner winner that’s a chicken dinner
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| Green Bottles they invade my space, I start to see the truth
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| Now whats the recipe, I mix it with the juice
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten, I feel like Im On Ten
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten I feel like Im on Ten
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| Green Bottles they invade my space, I start to see the truth
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| Now whats the recipe, I mix it with the juice
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten, I feel like Im On Ten
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| On Ten, On Ten, On Ten I feel like Im on Ten |