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Meeting at the five families, bring a little jewelry true Them niggas bring their hoes with em, well them maybe stand at me Baby that fool that you with don’t compare to me We in the same business but boys ain’t upon they business I’m a business man and I’m on a couple businesses Michael on the business till my homie if you want it But we all bosses and he got his own shit We ain’t so strong you need a way belt to hit it I take that bitch mine like the hypnotist Fuck our brings out she hit the molly and buy me shit High as fuck body to body bring around some other girls I gotta tryin shit the shy shell, she came right out of it After we all came, I was counting again Beg at the money mountain bringin the platin, A way to get it all where I’m tryin to stop it No time for this bitches and they know that Dollar signs in my eyes the money contacts You could catch a contact high bitch I buy them out Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... You know how the game go, I’ll be hide up upon the same moe, Trade moe aka for me, go rush I still don’t fuck with no lame moes Make change when I change flows, which hoes like I change clothes I got dough but I want more, same young and from the corner stone, Tryin to get it on the low, jet life to the next life That’s the only thing I’m living for, Money over bitches and that’s the only thing nigga know Rolling on them 24s outfit miss forb, G’s but I ain’t stuntin for, please I’m flier than the sv this... Mas... Fg say no more, then hustlin got 200 racks in the floor With a hundred more the one that no passed the... Though I’m stackin, when it comes to racks I tell em pour it on All I see is stylist, it’s only thing I’m focused on, Only news can see me out of reach and upon to no return Life No time for this bitches and they know that Dollar signs in my eyes the money contacts You could catch a contact high bitch I buy them out Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Niggas strong like a hundred coop nigga on you is a zipper Ask around town we the nigga, the nigga nigga Motivated by money you know the streets be dummy, Met nobody gonna rum it, don’t envy the permanent... Paper still rap from the mub, ’cause we’ve been dug it all, But we still spin on this cars, or we just crushing her Ladies of the ladies she end up presence of greatness For pussy he got bitches we got usely one they chasin Bread like white Jesus, I met that... It was palms a weed before your features, Barely is on my feet for the night that it was on For the G’s and probably the own Ds and the... Spinning G By any means veins jeans, true look purpose Go links Turkish, we ain’t at the darker But this bench know how to twerk it And that thing with her tongue she could probably join the circus Dies hands super swag can’t bitches serve it No time for this bitches and they know that Dollar signs in my eyes the money contacts You could catch a contact high bitch I buy them out Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride...
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