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Got to make this money now There's people counting on me If I die before I do Am telling you am sorry Mommy waan food round a yard Pickney waan go a school round a yard Wi nuh fool when wi talk That's why wi going hard (1) You nuh see seh man a soldier No debate All when mi naw hold no money Man hold the faith And if a lonely place without money You drop out the race Man cyaa find food fi taste Or shoes fi lace Juvenile nuh go school fi days A nuh suh mi waan my youth fi raise The dollar coin, dollar sign Got to make this money now There's people counting on me If I die before I do Am telling you am sorry Mommy waan food round a yard Pickney waan go a school round a yard Wi nuh fool when wi talk That's why wi going hard (2) Man gone search Something must find, just time When it reach nuh bother grudge mine You have life so why you a judge mine House pon the hill Rims pon the Benz truck shine Suh mi waan live, money in a pocket, food in a fridge Tell you bout the dollar sign Family you Mama find Got to make this money now There's people counting on me If I die before I do Am telling you am sorry Mommy waan food round a yard Pickney waan go a school round a yard Wi nuh fool when wi talk That's why wi going hard 1) You nuh see seh man a soldier No debate All when mi naw hold no money Man hold the faith And if a lonely place without money You drop out the race Man cyaa find food fi taste Or shoes fi lace Juvenile nuh go school fi days A nuh suh mi waan my youth fi raise The dollar coin, dollar sign Got to make this money now There's people counting on me If I die before I do Am telling you am sorry Mommy waan food round a yard Pickney waan go a school round a yard Wi nuh fool when wi talk That's why wi going hard 2x
Writer(s): Unknown, Javaun Nicholas Fearon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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