YounG MoneY
Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back I was so young that all i understood was that I called up my crew to the pad we flew We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night When she was young nobody treated her right And that shit ain’t g aight? Young money, young money bitch i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game Bro called dad over, we tried to explain Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box Called a nightmare and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks, we’re prolly the best I was called the spawn of the devil, Lady at the frank stand will 3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch Young money young money yeah we getting rich You must have won every pageant in america when you was young The Hardy Boyz Kill that, kill that noise I seen you with... with everybody For today I'm dreaming of, yesterday Prejudice police won't let me go Dougie D so sus, and they already know Team in the jungle doublin C.R.E.A.M. Well call me the pimp, gliss and gleam
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