won't reach us (Bitches) I smell like hundred dollar cohibas My back pockets smell like visa My sandal still smell like a visa My ice still smell like
like fish when they're fryin' And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet And you need it badly but it lays on the street And yer bell's bangin
all not ready Watch my booty shake like a fat ladies' belly My style so stank I better bank u gon' smell Aww u smell me, smells like money When I come
: Okay, go then! Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink, Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive And the polls of your will love your vanity
run my whole block like obama and them, you don't have to believe me go ask my momma and them, could'nteven come in my room smell like... look like me
(in your eye) i like when ya get downnn like a girl suppose rolled up on tha dough and get that shit up out your nose is that where all your money goes
m like the Temp. Agency I'm in the kitchen wood chilled with the feet broke Soft white got the table lookin' like a ski slope Fuck "goin out" me and my money
I wish it would stop and let me off right now) I hang with a bunch of hippies And wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches And light up like Jack
the dumb bitch stunk How you doing Brenda, mind if I bend ya Over rover, do me like Dundy I'm sure ya'd like that, ya little skank And when I finished
money bags hot like hell bitch I look like paper got a new money smell bitch pockets full of Luciana my plug Mexicana so I push keys like a brand new piana young money
Okay, go then! Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink, Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive And the polls of your will love your vanity
say im choosy Now go n throw it back n bust it open like you posed to X4 Now get back to the money Now get back to the money Now get back to the money
that shit that you can't deal with, see you need me to save you You know why?? 'cause you don't have a flow, your breath smells like a platano [Swel
soul of your next abortion She'll steal your money with the eyes of a baby's complexion Then she'll laugh at you and your sexual invention Smelling like
m killing shi**** like chicklits fresh out of philly cool as in wit me,wrist looking chilly, u smell me,put my hand on my belly serv,a bit** like the
southerens could make you dance to the curb Nerve, my word sent in my earb, Getting excited to make your money what it's worth Nigga act like you ain'