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Verse 1
I make it muth fuckin big every time I hit the stage no puff combs east show me love in the west like wassup homes
Henny up lil bit ciroc let that show all my niggas up get them ladies that suck dome
I'm a hip hop fanatic I don't do gimmicks, I'm con ed lights out I don't do billings, so new york in the south I don't do chitlings, baby on board 2 seater I don't do siblings
Ask about ques no tribe called on the roof shooting vids I ain't talking Phife dawg, chi town showing love I'm everywhere like Vices lords Houston texas, mjG aiight dog
Spit a little G man I ain't talking Giants, gave shorty the seeman I told her no biting, thought I was puerto rican I ain't even lying, the way I kill these beats man I ain't even trying
Hook
Get that money get that paper Whoa Whoa
If you hustle if grinding whao Whoa Whoa
They selling but you ain't whoa Whoa Whoa
North side eastside westside south side
Verse 2
Bronx back, we Back? Yep they un relax, put em intorcher rack and leave em they at, we collect the paper gottem trashing there ascaps, all I do is cut pussy I'm skinning the phat cat-
Let them all sleep freddy kruger ya whole get up, money ain't ya language, u stoned go get rosetta, you clone, tried to tell ya get gone ya dome wet up, I'm none and yall complaining like bitches with no sweaters
You wack, a hater go swallow, ya girl singing stacks, papers mo dollars, every beat I'm a smash, break em no problems,
Homie check the stats your tape so gobbage
x representative chairman of the board you talk no one is listening or cheering cause you bored you talking bout shooting who? you appearing as a fraud, done was never running shit, ya steering like a ford
Hook
Get that money get that paper Whoa Whoa Whoa
If you hustle if grinding whao Whoa Whoa
They selling but you ain't whoa Whoa Whoa
North side eastside westside south side
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