goons in the double R It?s the black flag We a coomal square? Nigga with the cash Come to Hustle Hard Million Dollar Dreams Money on my mind Thousand dollar G
that, we do this, we do that Talkin' that shit'll get yo' wig blew back You knew that, we do that, like it's 'sposed to be done Back up off me, you gettin
Thoughts was racin' through my head (It was all a dream) Felt so real to me This is what was said "Had a dream", I said, "'Bout who?", he said "'Bout B.I.G
80 g's old skool dope rider front off set shots 73 you say he's a traper pleas i hang around with a gang of thieves they prolly charge 200g's then sell
in a nigga sell I'm raising hell doing swell Make the mil, fuck the mirror Make the money, fuck who tells Make the money Flip the money Nigga show and
a Yamaha chromed out 11 hundred What I'm doin'? Gettin' money What we doin'? Gettin' money What they doin'? Hatin' on us But they neva cross Cash money
Fee-fi-dididee-yay Just give me my check and I'll be on my way Sunny bunny money and funny You ain't even listening and I just took your money [Verse
ain't talking 'bout Phoenix Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases I live where the motherfuckin' pools and the trees is Broke bitches so crusty, disgust me G-g
ya baby, you betta(gimme what you got) Wit you **** money **** money ****money ****money Lying like there's no money(Uhhh) Gotta go money Pockets feeling drained then it's back
[oooh aaah show ur g stro] [oooh aaah show ur g stro] [oooh aaah show ur g stro] [oooh aaah show ur g stro] [verse 2] two thousand and nine bus rhyme back
You don't do it, Tango, they talkin money, Are they talkin money? Compound is in the building, Yo J B, I just got another irreplaceable check, And about to get that G
lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants and do the roc away Now lean back, lean back, lean
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B-O-N-E If you need some back-up find Jerome
know So if you want to come kick it wit' some real pimp A real man, a young boss, girl, money don't run out Holla if you down wit' Clover G's, roll, let
' three, why not? We makin' it hot Come to know the spot, come on, aiyyo She back at it, why wouldn't she be? Come on, yeah B.I.G., Freaky Tah, yeah,
put Queens on it Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep often Take over your party, slamdance witcha hood Took your ladies back to the projects with us Then sent her {ass} back
I know you're gettin' bored, baby Yeah, yeah, I.G, Ja Rule B. Brown Murder Inc. Def Jam, Sony This is what we buildin' here Classic shit Murder Inc. Ja, B
'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back (Chorus) [Layzie] Foe tha love of tha money, I