money, your house and nothing's ever the same So don't bank-bank on a bank Don't bank on a bank Don't bank-bank on a bank To rip you off and give you
me But evidently, you don't know I get your ass gone permanently It ain't complex I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on
got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell
multiple indictments for hundreds of years What Daff is dead? Carter got 25 years? Nah Spike 35 to life? Nah, don't tell me B.O.'s dead, man I don't
Niggas in LA know, the Ice don't play I'm just a savage for the cabbage and a pimp parlay I rock a million with the jewels on the paw 'Cause my niggas
again But don't blow a nigga up or show a nigga up And don't think a nigga sprung 'cos you know a nigga fuck Love is a house and you got the key So
fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on (Pusha T verse 1 I do hits for my go-getters, to my O flippers All
you ain't got no money take your broke self home If you ain't got no money take your broke self home G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S We flyin
? If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S We
back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard
drunk You came to get it on, more than 5 O's in your bank Then get it on, roll up like that stank And get it on, slank that fitted on Came to get it on
like rubbin two logs young mula we the new sh-t and new drawers now get off my d-ck , i aint f-cking wit cha watch me shoot to the bank, im a money pistol
nd, 96th And don't forget about 99 in this bitch Economies, decoders biz North America Right on St. Claire baby, right on St. Claire, baby Send us some
my hustlas Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk Old English, really don't need it But in
front and back Don't stop, but the double glock they don't look out for these Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch Sue these stupid muthafuckas Don't
When I'm smoking I'm working and I'm hurting, hurting Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of
] You can call me t double o to the l-o-double - yo I'm 2low, that funky little niggaroe Comin back with a brand new cut And you can new jack swing on
and what I call the blues I'm broke here and I ain't waitin' on a call From a restaurant to bust tables when Petie's got a job Makin' 35 a week and
