In my life, money comes and goes Money comes and goes Even when it's movin' slow I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes [Verse 1: Ma$e] See
Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely And sometimes I feel like I'm lonely [Kain] Uh, uh, yeah Ey yo C-I-O-F-F-I-E Q-U-double E-N-Z Come on ma your riding
in effect gettin big respect Then I collect big checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta
money it goes up, day by day And baby, pricks should never say my name I came, from a place where it's all on So I'ma take war and lead the boys on
And at the C L E V E L A N D And we get bucked on the block, block, block, block And nigga remember I said weed this for we And all them niggas that
you to Unravel that cigarillo or, open up that wrapper Pull out them Zigs and the Zags and the Zags and the Zigs And I want you to, take your time and
Down You gotta lose all feelin' Now Your head goes round and round Yo this the upcoming success definition of prospect Put ya money on me, you get recognition and
guns goes off, we be ready for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens roar Better get that money, and
water MC, H E A V Y D, O V E R W E I G H T Lover in the house, on the smooth tip And I'ma rip this, then I'ma hop hip Better yet hip-hop, 'cause you
Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely And sometimes I feel like I'm lonely Uh, uh, yeah, ey yo, C I O F F I E Q U double E N Z Come on ma your riding with
, 'cause somebody fix'n to get split Na, Na, it's iceberg shorty, Lordy have mercy Come from under my shirts and flip 'em and reverse 'em I'm coming
always wanted to be like me And dress like me and look like me And Nicole, it's like she lived in my house Askin' me for money, day in, day out And
I know one thing, man, I'm gonna have my kicks Before the whole shit house goes up in flame You know what I'm sayin'? Eat, drink and be merry, tomorrow
check it You look as good as a check And when you?re naked, I'm ready to fuck, a little head in the truck If her tongue getting good, I'ma let her come up And when the sun goes
in black clothes You got blowed, and in yo chest is many holes This goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo I show how Uptown Niggas drove Ya fake boy, me and my
s goin' on and bitch that bullshit ain't workin' I'ma O.G. Rock Ball, write my name up on the wall Fuck yo' bitch and hit the switch and put my dick
the line and I'm looking for a 10 But I know exactly know how to find a bitch again I buck 'em off the table, a 4 and a 6 Money up, money down, who gonna
