| Hundred pounds by the dresser
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| A hundred pounds by the dresser, them bales came with extra
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| A hundred pounds by the dresser, them bales came with extra
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| We get the work in and then we press it
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| He ran off on the plug and then we stressed him
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| Them ducks we finessing, a couple brick plays and then we flexin'
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| Niggas talkin' 'bout they getting money
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| I’m stacking hundreds, stacking blue hundreds
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| I’m stacking dead faces, I’m beating court cases
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| I’m in the pot, water whipping, tryna hard base it, yeah
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| And I’m re-rocking the blow, and I got J’s at the door
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| They want a brick for the low, to put on my at my low, yeah
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| I’m calling shots like the head doctor
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| I’m beating cases so the feds watching
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| These niggas lame, watching
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| These niggas pillow talking
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| Yeah, I’m steady bankroll walking
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| Yeah, please feed the kitchen water whipping
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| Me and Marlo gettin' it in, fuck them bitches
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| A hundred pounds by the dresser, them bales came with extra
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| We get the work in and then we press it
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| He ran off on the plug and then we stressed him
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| Them ducks we finessing, a couple brick plays and then we flexin'
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| A couple bales for the low, a couple bricks for the high
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| I ain’t lying, when 12 told me testify I’d rather die
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| I got 9th Ward pumpin', the bitch jumping like it’s Shoe Street
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| I know some young niggas quick to sweep you off your feet
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| A thousand bales came through the mail
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| I broke 'em down with no fuckin' help
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| We on the road, lil one made the left
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| This bitch bunking, gotta watch for 12
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| We take you out, don’t care who you is
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| We sipping syrup and we poppin' pills
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| The way we looking we already got a deal
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| A hundred bands, just got off the Lear
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| But them bitches came wwith extra
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| And we get the work in and then we bless it
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| And no stressing, no freshin'
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| A hundred pounds by the dresser, them bales came with extra
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| We get the work in and then we press it
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| He ran off on the plug and then we stressed him
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| Them ducks we finessing, a couple brick plays and then we flexin'
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| You ain’t shit if you ain’t getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| I know a couple niggas getting money
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| We the only niggas getting money |