| Why they always talking about money?
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| Cause we like money bitch
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| L-O-X and we won’t stop
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| Bad Boy, I’m a show you how we get this money
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| You can’t take this
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| Players hate this
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| Rainbow glow
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| European bracelet
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| Made his mouth drop, now he need a face lift
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| Mommies run up on me and ask me to taste it
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| Hand on my crotch
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| Got to be the sales or the band on my watch
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| Damn I’m so hot!
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| They call me arrogent
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| While you slide with seven mommies in a Caravan
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| You start traveling
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| I’ll make you a believer
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| Hotter in the club getting brain from a diva
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| Leave with a beezer
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| Black Cadillac riding with an old geezer
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| With ten different hustles so every foe sees us
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| No reason
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| We just peas in a pod
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| trying to get the paper
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| We the g’s in the lot
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| Long as the water boil we bound to keep it hot
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| It’s gon' be turmoil if you thinking that it’s not
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| I’m a show you how you get this money (Make it hot)
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| I’m a show you how you get this money (Don't stop)
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| I’m a show you how you get this money (I fucks wit you)
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| I’m a show you how you get this money (Get money)
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| Three fly cats that get money with go gimmicks
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| Y’all just so timid
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| My soldiers be no limit
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| What you know about renting a yacht with twenty jet-skis
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| And riding out till the Coast Guard come and get me
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| Beat that!
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| Me, Stylez, and Sheek be like 4, 5, 6 so no matter what you roll you
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| can’t beat that
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| Who you know could take an old record and flip like Puff?
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| From small clubs to arenas
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| Who flip like us?
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| Everytime they pull up
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| Whips be plush
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| Chicks be tough
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| Bad Boy, Hits R Us
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| Back it’s me, West Indies
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| Slimmy
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| Me and Kimmy
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| And I taught her how to say, «May I have a steady gimme»
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| I ain’t bustin cause we picked up them joints you tossed
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| Y’all was hot until The Lox came and cooled y’all off
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| It’s the Kiss
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| Are you hearing me?
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| I think I’m blessed lyrically
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| Mad rappers with three LP’s sill fearing me
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| You see, we bounce on tracks like bas-ketball
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| And bust down songs till our throat need Halls
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| L-O-X-pedition
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| I spend all day fishing
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| And won’t catch one
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| Just me and mommy out in the sun
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| Just sailing, chain so icy if I threw it up
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| You think it was hailing
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| Don’t even ask me what the price be
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| To go to a show, no clubs just arenas
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| Headliner Stevie Wonder, no small cat between us
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| After parties be goin like Venus
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| My chick gots be the meanest
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| Before I come
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| That night
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| If she ain’t she ain’t partying right
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| That’s how we like to play in Bad Boys with all the fly shit
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| And that’s how we do the chips kid
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| Multiplying
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| Beef, don’t apply it
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| Please don’t try it cause we ain’t with that
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| But if so you gon' need a plastic bag where your shit at
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| Lox and we got that cash you want to get at |