hine to dis OK [Chorus] [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark] Du du du [Trina] Back dis ass up [Mark
the time out, then I put the time in Money ain't everything, it's more about the timing So I got the water mark, Flawless diamonds In other words that
gettin better year by year Like they say Wine do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through And I pace myself I know these money hungry
time out, then I put the time in Money aint everything, it's more about the timing So I got the water mark, Flawless diamonds In other words that's called
heads! It's in my blood! I'm a muthafuckin thug, even though I know better! My only love is fo my guerillas and fo da cheddar! So all you mark ass nigga
Moving slow like a tortoise, cause I'm tipsy from the drink Hitting the dank and I pass it, roll on glass and a casket So much god damn money in the South
to take his ass away. Now Mama always workin' tryin' to make ends meet. So now a young niggas bein' raised by the streets. And then the on other one
me), the money I got plenty (plenty) I still hustle, but I don't cop jewels from any (any) I know a stripper named Jenny (Jenny) I marked a nigga named
much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others
her, Can't you tell I'm in love woman? Like no other woman, Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman [Chorus] [Verse 2: Birdman]
take your girl, but I shall take her tongue from her, ?? Like no other woman, Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman [Chorus] Chomp
I should take her thong from her Could you tell I love woman, like no other woman Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman [Hook: Birdman
be killed to crawl While others say don't hate nothing at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark
1. Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride, As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside, Mark now what followed and what did betide, For it bein' on Christmas
in the dark Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark Fuckin with diplomats who love Bailey's Monopolize and quickly get other money
