I get it, you got cash,
...that's all i have
Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel
Like money, cash, and shit all was real
My nitty bag, my kitty boost
Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed
To heaven's door -- shed so many tears
And cash money supermarket like seth,
I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,
Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
Like money, cash, and shit all was real
You got reason to brag
Yo, heres a paper bag,
Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag
Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap
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