My brothers need some clothes and shoes
Now concentrate until you get the juice
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch
Go where you ain't been
I'm the coldest out ballin
Me and my dudes we ballin
With a little bit of passion
They had a hell of a run
Ballin till iv'e risen
Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes
Looking for sum hoes with no clothes
You wonda why they call u bitch
He’ll be making people rich,
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