my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money Just those that love me to pretend to love
squad, since ways back And now I'm sittin, holdin in anger because my parents missin Thuggin Immortal, got some war stories for ya [Storm] Now look
no time for commitment, I gotta go Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show And even though I'm known for my one night stand I wanna be an honest
you screw an left squad Look around, look around, punk police While gwan man doesn't a come but a bad boy test Look around, look around, punk police Me
Rydell from KP thought he was his man Put him on the table to bag up he beat him for grams How you think he got that money for that Chalk Gray Land That
50 Cent (Dr Dre)] I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap em React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for
fat man got love for the ones who got love for me Thug for me roll up with me and if come down to it shed blood for me Real to the end me and my pen falling
on tape again I got a fifth of Hen Fifth of Gin A fifth for now And a fifth for then Takin my time Take it down shot for shot You ain't got Con-gac it
vice I'm a wrecking ball, I'm a stinging knife Steal your money, gonna take your life You got screaming murder, lock up your door Double dealing, gotta have more Call me dirty
M-I-Yayo I'm gettin' cake hoe If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke Fifty on the chain twenty for the piece A grand for the bitch the whip is
expression but you gotta be focused They don't pick you for the team just because you the dopest Too many niggaz got the game twisted lookin for fame
through the whole damn spiel This kid lookin polished No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album Stack keep it full throttle They lookin for
money so fuck it just show him what's real Cause it's all about money, money, yeah Don't get in my way Fuckin' with my money cause that could surely
ain't nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to (When the LAPD see you ridin' dirty dirty dirty
in love You see there's girls who like your money Girls who like your car Girls who like to sip champagne And feed on caviar ...Woman in love
It's mr. Do it for the ladies (its greenlight 2) It's mr. Do it for the ladie's (I'll will what it do) uh-huh . It's mr. Do it for the ladies. Call your
dow (door) With me thats how it goes A Hundred Thou' a show Me making records, movies, and tv shows It equals MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY, MO MONEY
)] When I was a young boy, growin up in the ghetto! Hangin out on corners, singin with the fellas Lookin for the cute chicks, tryin to find me big fun Lookin for