loot [Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG] [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We
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loot [Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG] [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We some
cars, I got a couple knots See, how the beat gets ate off Acquire my scratch and I ain't have to use an 8-ball Hip-Hop's whole face is off And I
it with this apple juice See we can have a ball, that's where the Heat play, I know the DJ, and he gone let the beat play I ain't forgot about you,
I can't stop this pimpin I just can't stop this pimpin But I can't stop this pimpin I just can't stop this pimpin (MJG) Ain't no way I can control my
one for the hotel, motel, Holiday Inns Super 8, Red and the Ritz Carltons All my niggaz that tryin to ball, my niggaz ballin All my soldiers and generals, errbody fall in Stop
Don’t get mad when I take your broad Rock stone, can’t trace the flaw So in a way, I guess you could say I was made to ball Act out and the K applaud
fuck it [x4] [Verse 1:] This for the boy who went to Tennessee Listening to MJG, breaking 'em birds and 8 Ball Be careful with them keys Don't hesitate
lumberjack In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and MJG, and Young Buck we don't
her head gon' she think she living right but I tell her she dead wrong and I don't care if she all fat or she all slender and I ain't T-Pain but this
Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing
to ball Uptown is the place where I lay my dome On the streets of the Bronx where my family roam Hoe, damn it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter Playa haters can
' a hoe tonight With perpendicular, vehicular homicide 3-1-4, 2-0-1, too much green, too much fun I bang cock in Bangkok, can't stop, I turn and hit the
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
you missed the plane, simple and plain I got to show my homies love, though I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know And you can take that
ain't scared It's my pleasure to tell it right, don't think I ain't said Cause they got prices on my head homie, I don't slip Clips long as giraffe necks
