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"Young Money, Cash Money"


Uh I Don't Start No Shit It Won't Be No Shit
I Don't Start No Shit It Won't Be No Shit
Nigga Get Your Money Right I Know You See My Clique

We Trendstters Won't You Follow Our Lead?
Disrepecting Hollows We Speed Uh
Yea Real Nigga Blood That's All We Bleed
That's Why Your Bitch Won't Swallow Our Seed
Uh Now Cash Money What Up?
Young Money What's Up?
Cash Money What Up?
Young Money What's Up
Hey Cash Money What up
Young Money What's Up
Hey Cash Money What Up
Young Money What's Up
Yeah

[Verse:]
Ok Black Hugh Hefner In The Building Salute Me
If You Don't Feel Me Nigga Shoot Me
Real Bosses Recruit Me
Yeah Nigga You Know I'm A Underboss
Ya'll Niggas Are Overloss
GPS Could'ntEven Find You
My Minds Gone I Can't Even Mind You
I'm On An Another Planet Finger Fucking Janet
Even When I'm Sitting Down Them Niggas Can't Stand It
I'm In Another Time Zone Getting My Grind On
I'm On Some Other Shit
Like I'm Hungry Grubbing Shit
LIke Let Me Provide For My Brother Shit
I Got A Grudge Against The Government
Cause In February They Tried To Lock Up My Brother Shit
So Am I Supposed To Do Get Close To You?
Fuck You Uncle Sam That's From The Whole Cash Money Young Money
We Ain't Never Young Dummies We Got Alotta Money
You Want Me Come For Me Uh
You Know My Swag Keep Them Hoes Running
And The Shit Around My Neck Keep Your Nose Running
Yea That's Ice Boy Frozen Water
We Keep Copping Ya'll Could Hold Them Ounces Hold Them Quarters
Maybe For The Arcade But See We Don't Play No Games
Cash Money Young Money Don't Know No Lames
The Cops Pull Us Over We Don't Know No Names
You See That Blue Bentley Then You Know It's Maine
You See That Black Bugatti Then You Know That's Wayne
Ha! Real Nigga In The Building Still Spitting Shit
Told You I'm On Some Different Shit
Boy We Trendsetters As Soon I Speak
The Bitch Pussy Prolly Get Wetter
Now You Mad You Thought You Was Dry
You Could'ntEven Fuck A Homeboy Without Getting High
You Thought She Was From Kentucky She Need KY
I Put Some Wings On That Pussy Now She Stay Fly
Ha! So Now We Fly Away Go Ahead Cry Away
I Ain't Trying To Stress Bout You When I Could Die Today
When I Was 16 I Broke About 16 Laws
On My 16th Birthday I Went In About 16 Bars
By Next Year Id Prolly Have 16 Cars
I Got 16 Chains They Ain't Got 16 Flaws
Ha! I'm A Wild Nigga I Ain't Feeling Like Spitting 16 Bars
And Since I Make My Own Rules And Do What I Do
Sugar Slim Said Mack Spit A Million Or Two
Yea I Keep The Chicks Hitting The Wall Like Crash Dummies
Young Money Cash Money BITCH!

We Trendstters Won't You Follow Our Lead?
Disrepecting Hollows We Speed Uh
Yea Real Nigga Blood That's All We Bleed
That's Why Your Bitch Won't Swallow Our Seed
Uh Now Cash Money What Up?
Young Money What's Up?
Cash Money What Up?
Young Money What's Up
Hey Cash Money What up
Young Money What's Up
Hey Cash Money What Up
Young Money What's Up
Yeah

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