fast money &cars remix

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i am sitting in my car it super fly but im not high just on life.
Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why don't ask i wont tell
this girl always ride with me till we die. that how we hit the streets.
I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds in the hood we
making money everyday. Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay a dime for
my weed. we always strap in the hood always got my ak47
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck. i rida with this girl
she always be my side .New school, old school outside bitches always come
at us Hop off the bus.
 
the next day and pick up my drugs
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups then we get
drunk and high when we fuck. Money i make em buck. we still hit the clubs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks. i make
fast cash every day i hustle ,Rack city, rack city she need a shovel the money in
my truck it so full i make it rain everyday
Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day. i fall back on my homies and
my girls we lookin fresh still in this clubs.
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts fuck them really good
And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood..........ride till i die niggas................

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