on the mug like some nike cleats Quit actin 'fore I put you in the trunk dummy Better break fast 'fore I take yo lunch money You had a good show them
you don't know my pace Well fuck rapping, I need some right now money, it's getting crucial If I pimp my pen, I got to wait 3 months for trade me scratch for lunch money
our father never have nothing, from way down there sir. Trust me my brother. See that's how I and I come up. Go to school without lunch money and them
years, no promotion Now he's gonna make them sit up (sit up) He's been the brain behind the business So, shut up (shut up) And put your money where you
wan' do I say i wan' eat they say shit we wan' eat to Lets ride around find a nigga stuntin' on front street With the shine's on niggaz be lookin' like lunch
never know when it's on This worries bump, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long Why you broke
fuckin' G droppin these bars with no regards for snitches and fake broads You ain't hard from steroids, nigga you big fraud I remember when them bullets was takin your lunch
gigantic factor from the Caukenis bitch tamer some had it all though but less unfortunate you had an alloy spoke Mongoose and I had a Huffy You owned a green machine three different lunch
that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters
be next Look at they man eye, BIG man they never try So we roll wid em, stole wid em I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch The milks was chocolate
'm on my Breezy Uncle L, future of the funk Without my stamp on it, how this joint gonna bump? Let them taste the vintage, they want a free lunch I guess
three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die" I looked at my watch it was one twenty "I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?!?"
da mall Seen it on da blog These mutha fuckas cost East saint laurent U can tell by the faunt I do wat I want Wake up wens it's lunch Walk like I'm drunk
I. Sound, to the villa down under and across the globe I heard a lot of folks wonderin' so when's it coming 'cause the stakes is high see big money that
got a road out in Alaska now, I hear that you can go there. Tell me about Montana, with the cool blue mountain air. I know your honeys got the money,
I'm gettin' money) Then we do it! (Little nigga, you know I'm gettin' money) [x2] [Beat Rides for 8 Bar] [Hook:] I got friends with money, and I got money
won't do me Justice League in this b-tch I'm a do me trust this Patience lil label n-gga you won't rush this I got the hammer money sweetie you can't
at the light, like Kane's cousin Harold Chorus: repeat 4X The Ruff Ryders! (What?) The Ruff Ryders [Styles] Fuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum Show me the money