her spend a half the ticket give or take A couple dollars Harry Winstone stone collars Canary yellow everything plane chartered I spolied her maybe 'cause I adored her More
eyes Our silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size Who took the silver spurs, a dollar and a dime And left us cravin' for more summer wine Oh
of an angel to the table. Watch me put it down for Mo, and them Suave House niggas. So, willin?and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs .
, got money bitch So I flash a couple a dollars Tell 'em we only want tables and we buyin' out da bottles But cha'll know the order Tell 'em 10 roses and a few
, pull over the car or Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake Plus I got a few dollars,
live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin' to the rear But I can't get us all in free (what?) it's just another case of that 2 dollar MC I rock the same
beast the carter 3 That`s more stuntin but we hustlin like its do or die We poppin bottles with these championship rings, models & thangs, monogers & brains We bring a few
sun was shining in my eyes My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice it's size She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime And left me cravin' for more
Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) I'm here to crack ya cats' skulls open Fuck ya head up more than
need percentages I don't care who the hottest Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars
no And got your mind on your muthafuckin' dough, let's go I'll be a South Side nigga till I rot Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar bot
it double send it up to Lucas, start it on the hustle yeah I hustle (?) I got a few dollars even bailed out the ride (?) [Chorus] [Mystikal] [End]
for hataz gotta go I flew to L.A. just last week Jumped in the limo, checked in the suite Made a few calls, it's time to go Bust a few rhymes at the
relaxin If I bust a Ben Frank' get some Andrew Jacksons Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill You know the math, let's make a deal On the one dollar
it but you know it's there It's called tomorrow, whatcha gonna do with that Cut school, sell a few dope fiends crack It's not a one-way street, it's more
out and the hood massed out Even Rex and Tim's fucked up with they gats out No love {Nana, Nana, I need ten dollars ,Nana Baby, I can't give you no more