Lyrics

I'ma chase this cheese right now And I'ma be straight by the time I stop I'm on my grind getting loose And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through I gotta drop my nuts and make this run A million plus by the time I'm done Left the bullshit alone Gotta handle this business Its gone be on by the time I'm finished I'm from baton rouge but ain't no such thang as handouts If you don't hustle you don't stand out hands down Nigga my nuts dropped that's why my pants down Paper by any means and I ain't playin' round Either you stand up or stand down its on you I'ma get this money you can be broke if you want to I wasn't rapping I'd be jacking these niggas up While chillin' wit niggas up in [?] Man I ain't tryna lose weight I gotta eat this lunch And don't like [?] up put me in the front Put the weed in the blunt tryna think of what to do next The police be picking up all my niggas wonder who next Somebody must be talking or something If you a rat stay away cause you ain't walkin' or something My mine been clogged up all I been thinking is money So I put on my pants laced my shoes and fuck it Ima chase this cheese right now And I'ma be straight by the time I stop I'm on my grind getting loose And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through I gotta drop my nuts and make this run A million plus by the time I'm done Left the bullshit alone Gotta handle this business Its gone be on by the time I'm finished I'ma be richer than a motherfuker by next year Somebody mama dying when I shed no tears Listen playa listen up cause the youngin don't give a fuck Tryna run me dawg tryna come between my buck So stupid ass nigga tell me what drugs you on Don't know who the fuck you dissin on a song 2009 these niggas lamer than a bitch You used to be my nigga but changed like a bitch Put the stop signs up cause I'm still gon run through em You nigga pussy you ain't gon do nothing to em Money ain't a thang making real niggas bitches So you can keep the thang the money I'm still gon get it Murda murda kill kill I swear I'm still with it I just want the money them niggas is still petty Ambulance dead he in there dead now You you ain't never did it don't fuck wit my bread now I'ma chase this cheese right now And I'ma be straight by the time I stop I'm on my grind I'm getting loose And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through I gotta drop my nuts and make this run A million plus by the time I'm done Left the bullshit alone Gotta handle this business Its gone be on by the time I'm finished By the age of 25 I'ma be the man Got dreams of becoming the biggest nigga in the land I'd like a heater think I need a fan I'm all about the business ain't got time for the plan Right now I'm straight but I need more I'm talking a million plus in a bank account offshore I believe that I can be all I can be Houses in Atlanta couple of them in Miami You can be hella poor so I wanna be mad rich I'ma let them hate and show the world I'm the baddest No I don't feel speical but I'm higher than average See me I'm getting loosebut loose in the mind See I grind every night so I'm destined to shine Left the biz behind so show me where the money After I make this run I'm coming back with a couple mil in cash When so when the cops get a lighter I'ma get a dash I'ma chase this cheese right now And I'ma be straight by the time I stop I'm on my grind I'm getting loose And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through I gotta drop my nuts and make this run A million plus by the time I'm done Left the bullshit alone Gotta handle this business Its gone be on by the time I'm finished
Writer(s): Kimberly Jones, Suzanne Vega Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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