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Jjj-Jungle Beats... Holla At M Grand Hustle Nigga... money Grand Hustle Nigga... money Grand Hustle Nigga... money You Know Me I'm So Fly Be lookin Like Money everytime I Ride By Got Dem Benjies IN My Pocket and Money On MY Mind If It Ain't About No Paper Then It Ain't about I Cause I Get GEt GEt It Money I Get I Step Up IN Da Club I Be Fellin Like I'm Mitch When I Be THe Hood I Be prolly With CHo Bitch You Know She Probably On My Tip Because I'm Probably The Shit Listen I'm a BAll Til I Fall Spend It Like I print it Got Shawty On Da Low Cause I GEt GEt Get It Don't Worry Bout IT I probably Just Hit It I AInt stubborn With Dem Hoes You CAn HAve her BAck NIgga I'm a Boss, Shit Everything I Does I Do I DOnt Even Wanna Buy It If I Can't Cop two If It Ain't About No Paper Den IT Ain't About WHo? Ain't about I, Cause I Be On My Grind I'm a Trap-A-Holic My Niggas Be Ballin YOu NIggas Be Fraudin I Spit Like I'm Retarded You Niggas KNow The Deal I Be Ridin Martian Pull UpIn A Spaceship Shit On You lIek A Toilet Them Bitches be like eww Dem Hataz gotta smell my shit Red Horse on My Shirt Red Stripes on My Kicks Put That Porshe Shit To Work Boxter five percent SLide thhru Ya Hood Like hata was good!? You Know Me I'm So Fly Be lookin Like Money everytime I Ride By Got Dem Benjies IN My Pocket and Money On MY Mind If It Ain't About No Paper Then It Ain't about I Cause I Get GEt GEt It Money I Get When I Step Up IN Da Club I Be Fellin Like I'm Mitch When I Be THe Hood I Be prolly With CHo Bitch You Know She Probably On My Dick BEcause I'm Probably The Shit I say I got my first bit of money thought I knew it all Went to MIA south beach blew it all Came back to the hood trappin super hard Super down look at me now Superstar In dat black on black Charger rims soy sauce Bunch of diamonds in ma chain da wrist audemars Bitches gimmie head and tail like a quater toss Cause I just signed to grand hustle I'm for sure to ball I say we be the freshest Jewlery be vvs'n Caddy be dts'n Like Khalad shit we the best And I tell dem hoes I don't wanna talk just leave a message Automatic stash boxes so they can't see the weapons But I be GT reppin Grand Hustle the muscle No we don't love these whores I jus love wen I fuck em No I don't tuck em nor do I love em or cuff em I jus hit em and spplit em pass em off to ma cousin You Know Me I'm So Fly Be lookin Like Money everytime I Ride By Got Dem Benjies IN My Pocket and Money On MY Mind If It Ain't About No Paper Then It Ain't about I Cause I Get GEt GEt It Money I Get When I Step Up IN Da Club I Be Fellin Like I'm Mitch When I Be THe Hood I Be prolly With CHo Bitch You Know She Probably On My Dick BEcause I'm Probably The Shit
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Robert Rahmeek Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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