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Yo, body get down
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just doin what we've doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas wanna and shit (everybody get down)
Theres a lot of money out here, hands on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that nigga who you be (who)
Not ch'all, record deal, hot cars, only pop stars
bitches
Tounge the pussy
If I for a bitch, let me fall dont push me
ass nigga dont hafta slick sides
'cause outta at my chain cause he dont dick ride
Yo niggas cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the so they bitch dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me out niggas jealous
Hot, yo the told us that we can get you jealous
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the shit you know so why us
Dont me that shit'a break ya neck
This week alone nigga I ate ya check
Let my check determine if I'm playin in vein
When you Boo it's cool
Cause your my name

Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I look so good you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I live and what I got is what your to get
Do I so good that you dont know what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
They wanna me
And young with this dough I get they twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you wanna me
But or me doin a bid you gunna miss me
This aint hate, its too love cause I'm richer
When I used to push things, I flip quicker,
Niggas wanna cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin they sisters
I hear Wanted this (and)
Most that (uh huh)
Mr. dead broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home with gun on my lap
And all that for ya boys will get ya one in ya back
my fault my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out winnin a used to go lower
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine
See red I split ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga hand me a price
I catch a bullet for em like my chain at the
every last round at a gunfall
A kill you the listener if you for em
Die for the thats my dog forever
Hoes be like damn why y'all together
Two things thata never be have is rich and thats you and ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont feed man talk shit for you
you to take cover I'll swing and hit for you
Get up, come back and spit for you
Bring hot heads that make the for you
Ride for you homie our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you? got it fucked up
Like chicks that a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
You know.. dont want it man anybody move closer
I'm you one thing I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You niggas want no beef man
I'm routing for that for real
Fuck you niggas man.. I bitchs, money, and travelin
And you niggas didnt that.. you know
you niggas didnt that man
Y'all dont what money is man
is when your bank account is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas stash's.. I stash money.. overseas nigga
You dont want none I'm a
Man take over y'all corners dressed up in a suit
And niggas reach I lean and sharp shoot