Want it baby, I want it baby Don't go on it, your up on it baby Jump on it, jump on it, I want it baby You want it baby, I want it baby Jump on it
on every level This is bags I must, go the max I must Nigga I came from not much, so money I clutch Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong-arm
takin' trips to Paris N e thing that u want girl I'll get it U got a bangin' body n e thing you? Sexy baby, lady [Hook:] Oooooh I Wanna kiss u between
money He knows when I want it And I'm never gonna leave my baby My thugged out no good baby [Beyonce:] A thug is what I want And a thug is what I need
Yo, kicked down the door on the spot, 260 2L, I heard they had O's for sale I heard the same shit, money drive a burgundy whip Keep it low, faded licenses
'95 that was my last, I went back to the ave thinkin' rap's a thing of the PAST Rest in peace E Money Bags, no more cabs, got caught with the ratchet
Multi-complex, go before the end of the flick It's just me, besides I'm just a G With the O in the front, I know what you want Believe? I'm sucka-free
make it over The worst, the worst yeah After all that I been through I just don't know what the hell to do [2nd verse] What it is What it was And what it
about it It ain't what you know about it's how you go about it An I go about it like I kno about it Like I'm sho about it Like I'm so about it Baby I
rush, baby, got ta have it (I gots ta have it) It feels just like it's 1865 and a trigger look-a-day is how I ride {Kurupt} On and on and on it's more
u love her I fuck her once then I dont need her, I'm playin I keep a couple of those skinnies that I hit up anytime I'm in they city shorty, I aint on
's the system I learned that in school then I dropped out Hit the streets, checked a grip and now I got clout I had nothing, and I wanted it You had
aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog Unless you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags When they
'95 that was my last, I went back to the ave Thinkin', "Rap's a thing of the past" Rest in peace E money bags, no more cabs Got caught with the ratchet
In '95 that was my last, I went back to the ave thinkin' rap's a thing of the PAST Rest in peace E Money Bags, no more cabs, got caught with the ratchet
Nana, Nana, I need ten dollars ,Nana Baby, I can't give you no more money What you mean you can't give me no money? Man, boy, where's my TV? Nana, I smoked
mansion, next stop the Hamptons I splurge with it, I'm so absurd with it Got the hunger to go get it 'cause I wan' go spend it You know how a boss player play, nigga I
Arkansas Bang, bang, nigga, it's nothin' I see y'all niggas, I feel your struggle I went through it the same way I'm still goin' through it the same way, I
