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Louis P Bolden
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Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Got them bricks coming and they wrapped up
Got that drink coming and it's sealed up
Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Fuck around an got my money up
I don stayed down and ran my money up
Stayed down never gave up
Fuck around run my money up
Racks on me like a brinks truck
Waiting on da plug tryna re-up
Tell em last time that wasn't enough
Double down tryna run it up
Know I get it in Ima get it gone
You know I'm the gym we gon lift it up
In the bakery we gon bake it up
This American pie come get you some
Whole plates we don't eat crumbs
Ona Marathon dis the money run
Told the bitch money make me come
Told the girl a stack a make me run
Ask her baby wanna get you some
Come with me let's go take a run
When we done we can have fun
Cali Miami in the sun
Shop at Jimmy Choo's Louboutin
Got you Drippin flavor bitches looking dumb
We run this race with designers on
Valentinos like a crayon
Car tricks like James Bond
I run it up and they ran off
Runnin Runnin do the man money
Runnin runnin do my money dance
10 toes I'm a stay down
Chasing paper run the money up
Pints come and them sealed up
And them thangs come with the signature
Got out of jail are I have no paper fuck around and ran my money up
Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Got them bricks coming and they wrapped up
Got that drink coming and it's sealed up
Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Fuck around an got my money up
I don stayed down and ran my money up
Yeah I end up skipping town
Little while I ain't been around
Come out the dugout 50 pounds
Back getting down on the pitchers mound
One number i shouldn't call wasn't good at all so I took a loss
Lou hit me with a book of sotf
Said gon get off good lookin boss
David Ruffin Philip Drummond
Fuck em I ain't gon want for nothin
Longer money snow I'm shoveling
Gasoline and Robitussin
Hit the hood bitches look been crook since George Bush
Waiting on me to get the go ahead
It's the bakery but no shortbread
Pass niggas smash in it
I got the glass tinted
It's 81 solid oak
Original dash in it
Don't ever cross stay the fuck up off it
Ask any nigga that's from Milwaukee
Campaigning dope gamin
Think I'm running for a public office
This the team I play for
Say something he scraped up
A1 mean it ain't cut
Stay coming for the wake up
Ion think I'll see nam nigga around here dat don't love green
Ima stand on the whole area code
Four 14
Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Got them bricks coming and they wrapped up
Got that drink coming and it's sealed up
Fuck around got my money up
I don stayed down and got my money up
Fuck around an got my money up
I don stayed down and ran my money up
Writer(s): Lou Jefe
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