The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
Yo, bricks of the white Pounds of the purp And for the right price, come around to the turf We don't keep tucked outside with the work I strap it on a bitch make her fly with the work Ya boy want 17-5 for the work 23 in the south take a ride with the work Fuck what you heard, I'm a grind till it hurt Knock on wood, I get caught won't say a word We call it a brick, they call it a bird We call it a corner, they call it a curb I got a hotline, you can call for the herb Mathematics with a addicts, you can call me a nerd I don't get money nigga, that is absurd I passed it like magic, then ball like Byrd You can find me in the hood from the first to the third Goin hard for them clear diamond stones and infirms
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
That's only 10 bricks Coulda swore I saw more I chop em all up, you can call soft *** I got white galore So, my money comin more Bank America know, my accounts are offshore Why have a girlfriend when I can have yours The boy so fly, got butterfly doors Lord knows the hores love Bentley exhaust So I got mine, all black, fresh from the store Fresh out the door, pimping like Fylmore Slim tell her sprint till her feet get sore And if it's raining bitch you walk between the rain drops Then get a nigga dough till you see the rain stop Keep quiet nigga, you ain't gotta name drop The tech, different snitches, they all the same cops We call a half, different mother, same pops Different cover but it still the same cars
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
And cracks in the walls got packs in the drawers My bitch enter the door, the gat and the bra Half these niggas that got a gat in their drawers Behind closed doors with the captain and sarge I'm might be on the block with the sack in my balls UPS if the package is large Send it to Mississippi, surpassing the law Then the money appears the next day like voila I'm tryin to double up Nigga I tell you what My creme makes the fiends jump like double dutch The black lambo float like a rubber duck Precise game, every bitch want some of us But I'm all about the cash, all about the paper The money see me281 now so the hoes see me later If flippin's a crime, I down for the caper That's why I got the ride's inside alligator
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
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Yo, bricks of the white Pounds of the purp And for the right price, come around to the turf We don't keep tucked outside with the work I strap it on a bitch make her fly with the work Ya boy want 17-5 for the work 23 in the south take a ride with the work Fuck what you heard, I'm a grind till it hurt Knock on wood, I get caught won't say a word We call it a brick, they call it a bird We call it a corner, they call it a curb I got a hotline, you can call for the herb Mathematics with a addicts, you can call me a nerd I don't get money nigga, that is absurd I passed it like magic, then ball like Byrd You can find me in the hood from the first to the third Goin hard for them clear diamond stones and infirms
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
That's only 10 bricks Coulda swore I saw more I chop em all up, you can call soft *** I got white galore So, my money comin more Bank America know, my accounts are offshore Why have a girlfriend when I can have yours The boy so fly, got butterfly doors Lord knows the hores love Bentley exhaust So I got mine, all black, fresh from the store Fresh out the door, pimping like Fylmore Slim tell her sprint till her feet get sore And if it's raining bitch you walk between the rain drops Then get a nigga dough till you see the rain stop Keep quiet nigga, you ain't gotta name drop The tech, different snitches, they all the same cops We call a half, different mother, same pops Different cover but it still the same cars
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
And cracks in the walls got packs in the drawers My bitch enter the door, the gat and the bra Half these niggas that got a gat in their drawers Behind closed doors with the captain and sarge I'm might be on the block with the sack in my balls UPS if the package is large Send it to Mississippi, surpassing the law Then the money appears the next day like voila I'm tryin to double up Nigga I tell you what My creme makes the fiends jump like double dutch The black lambo float like a rubber duck Precise game, every bitch want some of us But I'm all about the cash, all about the paper The money see me281 now so the hoes see me later If flippin's a crime, I down for the caper That's why I got the ride's inside alligator
You know The ladies love the way I touch dough, so I'm on the block trying bump more I can't help the way I stunt though I'm trying to make my money double I'm in the street with the white I got the work and the price State to state, taking flights All day and all night
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