| Okay
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| This your main man
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| T-Jame$, you already know
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| And I can’t talk to everybody face to face
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| So I gotta do songs so hopefully you listen
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| Cause it doesn’t matter what I say
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| How you take it is the only thing that matters
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| My nigga
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| Hoes, clothes and that money, I said
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| You get money, you get hoes
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| You get money, you get clothes
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| You get money, you get hoes
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| I said hoes, clothes and that money
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| If you never knew nothing, know nothin' (god damn)
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| All the money in the world ain’t nothin'
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| You can’t please these bitches for nothin'
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| All these bitches wanna think they somethin' (they not)
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| Smoke a blunt blunt, bitch bitch (calm down)
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| Have respect for a nigga when a nigga come down
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| Do extra niggas if you claim you down
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| I’m rain with the weather when I come down
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| Coming down was the shit, comin' up was the hard part (yess)
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| Knowing in your heart cuz' you asked for it
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| Prayin' up to god for a chance (chance)
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| A chance (chance) a chance (chance)
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| To change your life for what you want
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| Forget about them baby what you want?
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| Baby in the end that’s all that counts
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| So live, love your life now
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| What’s your addiction?
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| You sit back and think about it
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| Is it more than one?
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| Well, mines’s is the
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| Hoes, clothes and that money, I said
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| Hoes, clothes and that money
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| Uh, I got a ho addiction (okay)
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| And Her addiction (yeah)
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| Is a coke-sniffin, pill-splittin' young missis
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| Cali' brought her to that A-town
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| That A-town brought that freak out
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| So every time she be 'round
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| I get the pussy and beat down, b-beat down
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| And I beez out, can’t lay up
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| Or lay down, can’t make your baby feel comfortable
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| Like I wanna be your man now
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| The reality of this situation
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| Is a tragedy, if I don’t say
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| The things that you wanna hear
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| Is the things that I won’t say (I won’t say)
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| Cyhi
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| All she say is «Can you buy me those?»
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| «Take me out I like Pappadeaux»
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| She love the mall she like to shop for clothes
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| She a gold digger and I’m a pot of gold
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| But the bitch can’t even make sloppy joes
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| I dont ever spend the night, I’m like «Adios!»
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| If we got pulled over by the police
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| That’s the only time I aloud with hoes
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| All the real niggas sayin «Chuuch!»
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| The only thing missing is the choir robes
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| Pimpin' is like being a firefighter
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| 'cuz you always got the fire hoes
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| You just another escort at the airport
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| Only fuck with niggas if they playin' sport
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| But she prefer rappers, that’s her favourite choice
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| So when she find out who i was, it just made her moist
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| Mm-mm-mm ol' thirsty bitch
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| A nigga bought her everything, She don’t work for shit
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| The ho suck dick for every purse she get
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| So when you really think about it, she ain’t worth the list
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| Homie you can have her now, wether first to hit
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| Boy I’m all about the money, I dont flirt with chicks
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| At 17 I fucked my teacher, she was 36
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| So all the playas in the building seen the word to diss
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| Whooa
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| Changin' before our eyes
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| New world
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| Changin' before our eyes
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| New world
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| Changin' before our eyes
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| Before our eyes, before our eyes |