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, would you do it for the love, could of left a long time ago, fuck it where i'm a go?, a brother back in the house couldn't let obama go, do it cause you love it nigga, advice from my momma go, those that just follow green, be the first kind to go, being broke ain't a joke, i'm too comical, seven digits nigga, 2 commas ho, make your first million and don't make it your last, don't come if you ain't ready, don't try to make it too fast, you can't learn shit, if you never make it to class, you can't just recycle what should be placed in the trash, i started wanted more money, and a stacey dash, a car that cost a house and a place to crash, pull the hammer like a camera; you don't wanna face the flash, cause you'll lose one of your sons and it's no replacing nash, bet the faces you show be the same faces you stash, there's more where that came from, ya'll know where i came from, it's all about that boy that call me papi, so i'm a keep making that paper copy, you squares could never stop me, that triangles to play me, two lines for you fuck boys, now pause that, play me, right from where i left off that, let's get back to that real shit, that sit back just chill shit. with packs of that kill shit, i chit chat bout trill shit, spit that hot feel shit, i give you four bars it'll be a kit kat of some real shit, who fucking with me? i mean besides your bitch, i deebo your ho, you niggas should hide your bitch, like the chain red's grandmomma gave him, i got a thing for women, i like them misbehaving, you know like bad, mike bad, so i'm a check'em when i see'em nik ad, cause in this life things come and go like fast, and i'm not one who favors using words like had, i'm into having shit, turning dreams to average shit, bring your trophy to the club, dallas maverick shit, niceeee, i came from first of the month money, to waking up whenever i want money, niceee, i chase paper, i hunt money, make 50 racks at 3pm and call it lunch money, niceeee, nigga ya stunt money is blunt money, your boo only got a text back once from me, and that was "what the fuck you want from me?", but i know what the fuck she want from me, you ain't gotta front for me, i know, i know what you want from me, i know, i know we all want the money, it's only right we getting to it, question i come to you with, is would you do it for the love, would you do it for the love

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Artist: fabolous