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Gotta stack it up right now, so I can have it later I don't give a fuck about no hater, Boy let's get this paper All my niggas certified, I ain't never with da fakers I can't fuck no gossip girl, Only hittin money makers Make her hit my hand, I'm a pimp without da alligators Gotta stack it up right now, So I can have it later Been down, But I'm going up just like the elevator Ain't shit sweet, But I'm smokin' on Vanilla Wafers Who think they can fuck with me, Tell 'em make a wager Movin' P's, Been havin' G's, It's time to touch them M's These Fuck niggas finished, I can't fuck with them Especially the ones that was sleepin', It's time to tuck 'em in Am I a sore loser, Cause I don't cheer when the suckers win Now they wanna hit my line, But I hit decline Ain't no you and me time, Unless she fine Too busy makin' moves, I don't have no free time Watchin Thug trial on Law & Crime, Yellin out Free Slime I don't give a fuck about no hater, Boy let's get this paper All my niggas certified, I ain't never with da fakers I can't fuck no gossip girl, Only hittin money makers Make her hit my hand, I'm a pimp without da alligators Gotta stack it up right now, So I can have it later Been down, But I'm going up just like the elevator Ain't shit sweet, But I'm smokin' on Vanilla Wafers Who think they can fuck with me, Tell 'em make a wager The name AMoneyGreen, Yeah I'm always on the go Baby, I'm one of one, I'm not one of those You ain't put in no work, thinkin' you could run with pros These niggas can't switch it up, I got a hundred flows AMG, do it B.I.G., I just love the dough Supreme down to the sneaks, Even my underclothes Back of the club, bunch of rose and a bunch of hoes Feel like the money on the way, Let's see how da summer goes I don't give a fuck about no hater, Boy let's get this paper All my niggas certified, I ain't never with da fakers I can't fuck no gossip girl, Only hittin money makers Make her hit my hand, I'm a pimp without da alligators Gotta stack it up right now, So I can have it later Been down, But I'm going up just like the elevator Ain't shit sweet, But I'm smokin' on Vanilla Wafers Who think they can fuck with me, Tell 'em make a wager
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