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Correct Money And Powder Lyrics
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Gangsta Boo
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1 - money and the powder, money and the powder (misses gangsta boo got the) money and the powder (yup) Money and the powder, money and the powder (niggas pagin me for my) money and the powder Money and the powder, money and the powder (I got all you bitches jade, cuz of) money and the powder Money and the powder, money and the powder (up 24/7, cuz my) money and the powder [gangsta boo] I got the money and the powder Yeah, got the fuckin dollas, 40 Increasin hours Trade your whole damn life for it Only tryin to be the richest bitch That roam the city streets Keep a bird flyin to the south For a winters peak South folk put me up on game Cuz the game aint changed Still the same way Likin me and your momma gaze Rappin get ya paid That's cool, I'm havin fun, see Live on stage, gangsta boo is what they call me Good sense of humor Kinda funny once you get to know Money over bitches, once on top You don't hear me though Stay smokin green Cuz I got it like that I stay up on some pure shit On and poppin like that So if you try to break me Never will you succeed Cuz a bitch like me, always got a plan b With hypnotize minds Blindin bitches when we come through To all enquiring minds Yours truly, gangsta boo Repeat 1 [gangsta boo] Its kinda hard bein the lady that I am, you see Without a shiesty ass nigga tryin to get with me But we gon ride and get high Glidin deep in the night In your pearl mercedes fixed with the blue headlights Okay, it's on, pop the dom What about the 100, percent pure that you promised me Before you go under Call me lady, me, no I'm takin over your hood Because it's on, good Yellin that I'm wishin you would Try to gank me for my shit Never buyin ya baby I be the one that rock your cradle Come and play with me baby Yee know, it's bout the money It aint bout nothin else Don't try to play me bitch Be fuckin tryin to play with yourself If it's cool, then it's cool If it's not, then it's not If ya ass actin shady, if it's bricked or rocked Don't be crossin like a God when you're dealin with me Its not so easy bein hard Whatcha tryin to be? Repeat 1 [gangsta boo] What a trip, I got you bitches wantin to roll with me But back in 1993, you wouldn't fuck with me But now I got an album out Look at tv, I'm on it Now you're lookin for some fame Plus all my niggas, you want em Never that, I can't be usin groupies To call em friends Because my money and my powder would be gone in the end I can't depend on you bitches when I'm in some trouble Blow your bump and fuck me up Once imma fuck you up? Get your squad, what they gon do? (not shit) I thought you knew With my black hooded crew We gon come and get you Cuz we got money to make Whatever nigga it take We got some kis in this shit We gotta bring home some play It aint no limit in this because we real to the fact If your ass black, you know you gotta hustle for scraps So imma holla Thanks for listenin all my ghetto girls and boys First comes money, then the powder Then relax, and you'll enjoy Repeat 1
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