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Im addicted to the fast cars to the fast girls and the fast money Im Addicted to the key money to the ounce money to the bag money Im Addicted to lean money to the molly money and the zan money Im a Addicted to mask money to the dice money put a band on it We some winners im a stand on it Got the draco with the stand on it, to buss that clip, i had to stand on it Then hit the strip club with them bands on me Let all the strippers put they hands on me but you kno you balling When they friends want u Let all the strippers put they hands on me But you kno you balling when they friends want u I'm addicted to the hood life I ain't never had the good life My brother use to get that good white in them purple ribbons like killa mike I was serving on the corner a young nigga with the order I made it from a 8 ball quick now I'm shaving down a quarter We was rocking all the fly shit when we wasn't worried about a lawyer I was driving all the fly whips use to treat the Chevy like a porsha Blue ballys on my feet stepping like a mob figure in the court room 20 bands in the trap made it from the mattress then it got the lawyer Darkface I'm A Squatta 100 bullets in the chopper I pull up him like shottas before i kno the trap I knew the robbers Rip my brother deno told me before you move it gotta learn the product Rip my brother stan, When you be the man it's gone be some problems Im addicted to the fast cars to the fast girls and the fast money Im Addicted to the key money to the ounce money to the bag money Im Addicted to lean money to the molly money and the zan money Im a Addicted to mask money to the dice money put a band on it We some winners im a stand on it Got the draco with the stand on it, to buss that clip, i had to stand on it Then hit the strip club with them bands on me Let all the strippers put they hands on me but you kno you balling When they friends want u. Let all the strippers put they hands on me But you kno you balling when they friends want u Im addicted to the street life I aint never had the cheap life I was sleeping in the trap house before I even made it to my teen life I'm addicted to fast cars stole my car when I was 12 Joy riding thru the neighborhood it was 6 months then I got jammed I was locked up in st Charles gang banging with chi hittas When elm street on the compound if it conflict it's do or die with us I'm addicted to the bad broads but I never like em more then last time She ain't never had a real hitta so she think she lose me if I got sign Cause I addicted to the money I'm addicted to the fame too, I now lost alot I gotta get alot so I can try to make a change too It's a mural of the street I now lost a couple brothers in the game too So Every time I hear a beat I turn into to a beast cause I kno what the pain do And every time I'm in the street I gotta keep the heat cause I kno what the name do If she ain't wanna be a freak then why she in the Jeep I wonder what the brain do I'm addicted to the pretty browns, nia long I can eat her soul food But if she stuck up,get the f up, like cam you ain't getting no food Yeah I'm so rude. Im addicted to the fast cars to the fast girls and the fast money Im Addicted to the key money to the ounce money to the bag money Im Addicted to lean money to the molly money and the zan money Im a Addicted to mask money to the dice money put a band on it We some winners im a stand on it Got the draco with the stand on it To buss that clip, i had to stand on it Then hit the strip club with them bands on me Let all the strippers put they hands on me but you kno you balling When they friends want u Let all the strippers put they hands on me But you kno you balling when they friends want u
Writer(s): Johnathan Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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