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yeah yeah, damn it's hot, like a muh'fucker, yo jigga, whassup my nigga?, pop that water, fo'schizzle!, yeah, get'cha mind right, c'mon, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga, you better call the muh'fuckin cops, this is a crime, uh-uh, let's go, ], keys to the bentley, off to the club, switchin lanes like what the. chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh, but y'all know i don't love no. she, say, she, slick, i'm, like, baby, please, she, say she's got a man, but what's that got to do with me?, some chicks like low-key, wrists of, zero degrees, i'm, toxic off the belve', two strippers, in my hotel suite, fee fie and, foe fum-ah, look out now, here i come-ah, for you haters, keepin up trauma, me and jigga thugged out on the come up, you got what i want; i got what you need, let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney, you got what i want; i got what you need, let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney, ], ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock, hungry 'bout to hit the ihop, after that, menage-a-trois, and he out by seven o'clock, cause i'm a baller, thought i told ya, blue rocks lightin up my shoulders, see y'all niggaz know y'all need to grow up, your album ain't out, cause i'm the hold up, busters wanna hoop with me, wanna run our ways, doin r&b, i'll, creep creep, blink blink, cross your ass over, take it from me, fee fie and, foe fum-ah, look out now, here i come-ah, golddiggers, this you gets none of, me and jigga thugged out on the come up, ], pull up on the block, cran-apple benz, white tank top, cran-apple trim, egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems, dice hands 'side both of them, two rolls and i leave with a stack, off to the club, g's in in the back, v.i.p. nigga beez like that, when you gettin that money my nigga, i spit this for my riders, twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers, we can't let nothin stop us, young h-o-v-a, and the boy r. kel', you know how we play, for that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang, you young boyz ain't ready, you don't know nann a nigga to near jigga, to near as well as me and the boy kel', yeah it's money, recognize the smell, and we up out this bitch, yell, ], gettin that money my nigga, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha, i gotta laugh at this shit, gettin this money my nigga, yeah, ohh oh ohh oh, oh it's too late to get scared niggaz, it's way too late now. gettin this money my nigga, gettin that money my nigga
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Artist: jay-z