hear you just keep on callin' Keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin
me hear you just keep on callin' Keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin' Just keep on callin', Keep on callin
Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether, Came on the scene at 19 a gritty fiend for, Money, power
cause I'm on you (I'm on you) I'm on you (I'm on you) [Dirty Money:] Tonight I'm fuck up in here Cause I'm on you (I'm on you) I might get idea you
cause I'm on you (I'm on you) I'm on you (I'm on you) [Dirty Money:] Tonight I'm fuck up in here cause I'm on you (I'm on you) I might get idea you
P-I-M-P[chorus]I`m bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking with me, I`m a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
talk funny With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care Think my grandma's prayers the only reason I'm here My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep
! Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind) Top down, money up, gotta stay on the grind (grind) Gotta stay on
'll be free Always grindin, any time I ever spotted a G I was on point like a decimal, a dot or a P- E-R-I-O-D, no paper out of my reach Shakin Uncle
and I think that's why they call me... Go-Girl 'Cause I be going on 'em, Ooh they couldn't stop if they wanted to That's why they call me Go-Girl
Who you know fuckin with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss, and S.P. [Chorus: The L.O.X.] From dope money to rap money, back to dope money (C'mon) From loaded
ass niggaz They can't stop us We turn a Profit P-P-P-P-Profit the Profit We make a P-P-P-P-Profit, Profit Yeah in the hood they call me Joey the profit
relax, Joe Crack's back Joe Crack's that nigga ya other niggaz love to hate on Players keep showin love so players play on What Crack's preachin is CHUUCH, so niggaz pray on
nigga Haha, life is good . . . a yo It's a reality that . . . all the real niggaz Have to smash on the bitch niggas And you know I like to call this The
say... Hahaha, yea And it go... That's right I'm a millionaire I'm a Young money cash money fast money Slow money mo' money neva low money What is that
couple things goin on in my life, you know [Verse 1] Brim leanin, cup tilted, blunt flickin Get money, fuck bitches Young Weezy, young pimpin, she love it I keep goin, she keep
Shoes, bags call me Parda Haters never mess wit me, don't call me nuda (Ha-Ha) I sip dun, call me Lady Don Rock leather on my Harley, call me tha Bomb
asshole n-ggas call us diarrhea the money keep growing yep its gorwing like a chea yeah, I call it how I see it y’all some p-ssy ass n-ggas we should call
