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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Jeezy
Young Jeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Tracey Sewell
Tracey Sewell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Midnight Black
Midnight Black
Producer
Nico Solis
Nico Solis
Recording Engineer
Ronald Chadwick
Ronald Chadwick
Assistant Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Justin Trawick
Justin Trawick
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Miller
Mike Miller
Assistant Mixing Engineer

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I told y'all niggas I was comin' back hard, nigga Oh, you ain't heard this shit since Thug Motivation, nigga, okay Hey, hey, hey, hey hoes ain't shit and money ain't nothing And if it ain't nothing and then it gotta be something And if it something and then it gotta be nothing And if he ain't showed the cash then he gotta be bluffing My dog hit me up, he say he got a lick Got a bad jump shot, so he might shoot a brick Talking records on my line, that's a technical foul I don't know what the fuck you talking 'bout, I'm hanging up right now Nigga, you ain't Nick Cannon and this ain't wilding out I'm playing my position and I ain't trying to foul out Here's the replay, ya we 'bout to find out Hey, where's the referee I need to call a time out If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now Say he just touched down and he need a dutch downed Second time he caught a date, think he going out of way Thirty six holla at 'em, going for the first down Feds playing defense every time he come around We going to the super bowl if I make this field goal Understand you gotta be, line man's turning me in three He tripping 'bout that extra point, that man he want an extra joint Make sure you bring my extra cash, next time I see your extra ass Huddle up, call the play, ya I'm playing quarter back Four way, two way, betcha I bring a quarter back Weigh it up, bag it up, pass it to my running back A dollar short on my pay, that's a flag all the way If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now Ninth inning, bases loaded, I'm going for the grand slam Tax free, tax free, I ain't giving shit to Uncle Sam Young in playing softball, you playing softball Yeah, I'm playing softball, same colors as golf balls Catch me in the outfield, that's a whole lot of grass Trying to buy the franchise, that's a whole lot of cash Them rite I'm saving up, thinking I'm going to buy the team Watch me get my bounty on, trying to keep my money clean Focus quick, watch the pitch, can't afford another strike If I make it through this shit then I can play another night Money fight, money fight, gotta get my money right But first I gotta get this hoes, so make sure that you wrapped 'em right If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now If Young's what they want then Young's what they getting They ask me what I do, I tell 'em teaching for a living What you say nigga? And I could show you how to make a mill right now And I could show you how to make a mill right now
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Michael Stevenson, Kevin L. Mccall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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