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Yo, every body get
Yo, you cant be mad at us man we just what we've been doin (yeah)
Ya know?, us
Niggas hatin and shit (everybody get down)
a lot of money out here, getcha hands on it
Uh uh, Wanted

Yo, I'm that nigga who you be (who)
Not ch'all, deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars
bitches
Tounge pass the
If I fall for a bitch, let me fall dont me
Hatin ass nigga dont slick sides
'cause outta look at my chain he dont dick ride
Yo aint cool wit Bonic, niggas fear me
And talk to the song so they dont hear me (whaaaaaaat)
Let me find out jealous
Hot, yo the best told us that we can get you
H - O - T - B - O - Y S's
Taught you the you know so why test us
Dont bother me that shit'a ya neck
This alone nigga I already ate ya check
Let my check book determine if I'm in vein
When you Boo it's cool
Cause your sayin my

Is it the way I live and what I got is what tryin to get
Do I look so good that you dont what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)
Is it the way I live and what I got is your tryin to get
Do I look so good that you dont what to do-ooooo
(money, money, money, money, money)

[Mr.]
The cops wanna see my C-L 6,
wanna frisk me
And young with dough I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr., hi oh now you wanna me
But dead or me doin a bid you gunna me
aint hate, its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to them things, I flip quicker,
Niggas twist cause Boobonic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and fuckin little sisters
I hear Most Wanted (and)
Wanted that (uh huh)
Plus Mr. broke (what else)
Mr. rap
Follow Mr. home this gun on my lap
And all that frontin for ya boys get ya one in ya back
Aint my my dough come fast and yours slower
You ass out like winnin a to go lower
And I'm to the boat and the cocaine grower
See red when I ya head like Noah nigga

(Chorus)

Mr.!?
A nigga couldn't hand me a
I catch a for em like my chain at the rice
Spit every round at a gunfall
A you the listener if you come for em
Die for the nigga my dog forever
be like damn why y'all always together
Two things thata never be have is and thats you and another ass bitch

[Mr.]
Boobonic dont man I'll talk shit for you
Tell you to cover I'll swing and hit for you
Get stitched up, back and spit for you
Bring hot heads that the shit for you
Ride for you till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for they got it fucked up
Like chicks that a perm they click and touched up
Peel off on the and pop the clutch up what

Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the is thaaaat
(everybody get down)
Hateeeeeers, hate oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is
You know.. niggas dont want it man anybody move
I'm tellin you one I'm ghetto. .no holster
Hateeeeeers, oooooooon, some doooooo, what the fuck is thaaaat
You niggas want no beef man
I'm routing for shit for real
you niggas man.. I love bitchs, money, and travelin
And you didnt experince that.. you know
you niggas didnt that man
Y'all dont know what is man
money is when your account is the banks amount muthafucker
You niggas have stash's.. I stash money.. nigga
You dont none I'm a gangsta
Man I'll take over y'all corners up in a suit
And niggas wanna reach I lean and shoot