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[Intro x4] |
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I need my money, I need my cash |
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[Chorus x2] |
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I need my money (gimme that) |
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I need my cash (gimme that) |
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I want it right here in my hand or that's your ass (gimme that) |
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I need my cake (gimme that) |
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I want my bread (gimme that) |
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If I don't get, I'm gonna bust you in your head (gimme that) |
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[Verse 1] |
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I've been hustlin' on the grind, slow motion on the 'crete |
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Posted on the corner in my kicks and starch creased |
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Chasin' a meal ticket, so it's shortage on the sleep |
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I'm addicted to fast money, so there's [?] be us a steep |
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Peep the way a hustler, move out earnin' my keep |
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But speak about my profit and take smoke up out the heat |
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You playin' hide and seek but them games need to cease |
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If you rather we make peace then you break me off a piece |
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I need every piece of my cash, put that paper in my fist |
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Better give me my interest or you be ceasin' to exist |
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I'm tired of all that runnin', time to man up and pay |
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I need retribution now or you'll be in for a bad day |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 2] |
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I've been on the grind, chasin' paper all over the Texas state |
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From Dallas to San Antonio, my resume is great |
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I've been holdin' my weight for that paper, I can't wait |
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Give me every dollar you owe me partner, don't you dare be late |
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And look, make no mistake, I'm so serious about my paper stackin' |
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So get it straight, I'm so serious about this pistol packin' |
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No slackin', don't come up short on not a single penny |
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Yeah, I got plenty but you owe me oh so many |
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Gimme them Benjamins and Grants, Gimme them Jacksons and them Georges |
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Either you gonna bring me this bread or get lit up like torches |
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I need my money now partner, come up off of my cake |
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Betta hook me up like bait or you'll be floatin' off in the lake |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3] |
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I'm on the grind increasin' the stock with 6 O's in the stash spot |
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With my mind on cash hand on Glock |
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Gettin' money, evading cops |
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Milk and honey, I need that guap |
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All that runnin', it's time to stop |
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Gimme that bread or get this lead |
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All that cash that big ol' knot |
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You owe me but you be actin' like you don't know me |
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But the next time that I see you, ya have better have somethin' for me |
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I'm hustlin', I'm grindin' and I'm stackin' up that paper |
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I'm a bread breaker baby, cake chaser, money maker |
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My mind up on them dollas you neglectin' to pay |
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Any means by every way, I need my paper today |
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So gimme your watch, gimme your car |
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Even your socks or your shoes |
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It's time for you to pay your dues |
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Or you gon' lose partner |
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[Chorus] |
