Listen Up Hustlers, I Treats them bricks Like the wheel of fortune, spin it that's why I'm rich (Daaaaamn) Sick, I Should Of Been in Saffer But I'm numero uno trick draw four (Hey) I wave at the hadies They knoew it's me I Be wearing all the lazers You Shakedown, We paper touch Ever since I came home and escape the cuffs Cafe, Serving the east to the west (What Else) Got'em On E! Like Ryan Seacrest (What Else) The Wire said keep the devil in the hole But I'm the chef, my ceddle is never cold It's Whatever for the dough Whatever's on the floor Like I'm From Frisco, Just Tell Me Whan To Go Memorial Day In M.I.A I Made It Hurricane Chris A Bay-Bay Baby I touch paper, so much paper We can split it down the middle like dutch paper And for real I don't even call it paper I got money out the ass, so it's toilet paper Shawty good money in the back area Curve on a hip, make me wanna black berry ya And everybody talkin' duffle bag s*** Only Paper in, is probably what they stuffed the bag with My swag fit like it's tailor made, yo New York love me, I Got a Tailor Made Flow Oh' Na I Ain't who to go hard with My young boy will do the job like the omar hit, SHIT
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Copy to Clipboard: Listen Up Hustlers, I Treats them bricks Like the wheel of fortune, spin it that's why I'm rich (Daaaaamn) Sick, I Should Of Been in Saffer But I'm numero uno trick draw four (Hey) I wave at the hadies They knoew it's me I Be wearing all the lazers You Shakedown, We paper touch Ever since I came home and escape the cuffs Cafe, Serving the east to the west (What Else) Got'em On E! Like Ryan Seacrest (What Else) The Wire said keep the devil in the hole But I'm the chef, my ceddle is never cold It's Whatever for the dough Whatever's on the floor Like I'm From Frisco, Just Tell Me Whan To Go Memorial Day In M.I.A I Made It Hurricane Chris A Bay-Bay Baby I touch paper, so much paper We can split it down the middle like dutch paper And for real I don't even call it paper I got money out the ass, so it's toilet paper Shawty good money in the back area Curve on a hip, make me wanna black berry ya And everybody talkin' duffle bag s*** Only Paper in, is probably what they stuffed the bag with My swag fit like it's tailor made, yo New York love me, I Got a Tailor Made Flow Oh' Na I Ain't who to go hard with My young boy will do the job like the omar hit, SHIT
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