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  • 作曲 : Thomas, Williams
    (Intro:Baby)
    Uh huh uh huh
    Cut me up in my head, Cut me up ***** ****
    Ay ay Fresh, its all gravy baby
    Its my turn *****, I'm under the burn biotch
    If you ain't getting money, you's a crazy ************ (got to be a crazy ************)
    I ain't getting money, I'm probably a crazy ************ (lord help me)
    This is a biotch, biotch
    (Baby)
    Come on *****
    Its them pimpin, ballin, gangster macks
    Theys old school caddies with them bows and racks
    The new school bens with them bows to match
    But its the Birdman daddy got them O's of crack
    A ***** off the diet cause a ***** gettin fat
    Them throwback jerseys with them throwback hats
    Burberry timbs with the fence to match
    And I'm so so fly, and mommy like that
    Ounces of that purple and we do it by the sac
    Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
    Nothing to a gangsta ***** choak your strap
    We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
    Them 20" rims and them tires are flat
    There ain't no question, that stunna is a mack
    A ***** thought it was over but ***** we back
    With daimonds in the middle PIMP, daimonds in the back *****
    (Chorus: Mannie Fresh - repeat 2X)
    Every Place that I went to
    About a hundrend bad broads say they sent you
    A picture of themselves but naked, ya heard
    They all wanna be Ms. Bird, Ms. Bird
    (Baby)
    You know I got that Crystal on the rocks
    You see a *****'s jewels, no name on the watch
    Until a ***** die these cops gon watch
    But I don't give a **** *****, the **** don't stop
    All I'm trying to do is stack a knot
    Them aligator seats with them brand new drops
    Them hoes gonna jock cause they see a ***** hot
    Riding on my jet skiis behind a ***** yot
    Ten up in my ear ma ten up on a watch
    Real hot girls gonna jock a spot
    So grab a ***** **** ***** drop it like its hot
    The same old ***** off them up-town blocks
    I came around your corner and I **** your spot
    It's (?) and I serve your block
    A Cash Money hot boy and I pop the lock
    A know beat boy with the rooka rooka rock biotch
    (Chorus) - 2X
    (Mannie Fresh)
    Now Dada, Barbara, Kiesha, Tarisa and Dawn
    I'm tired of having *** and I want to go home
    But I cant leave yet cause they kissing each other
    Plus I'm hot and I'm horny, I'm getting my rubbers
    What that tatoo on your tittie say, Hood Rich
    Let me your ass, oh wolves' *****
    God damn Ms. Kiesha ain't your momma a teacher
    Your sister is a mister and your daddys a preacher
    Now you's a mixed up screwed down dike type chick
    If you ain't eating ***** then you sucking good ****
    Now every place that I go to
    About a hundred grimey ****** say the know you
    And they all got that movie that you made with that man
    Don Da Don Don Don, stop playin
    If you seeee, the movieeee (triple x bitoch)
    (Chorus) - 2X
  • 作曲 : Thomas, Williams
    (Intro:Baby)
    Uh huh uh huh
    Cut me up in my head, Cut me up ***** ****
    Ay ay Fresh, its all gravy baby
    Its my turn *****, I'm under the burn biotch
    If you ain't getting money, you's a crazy ************ (got to be a crazy ************)
    I ain't getting money, I'm probably a crazy ************ (lord help me)
    This is a biotch, biotch
    (Baby)
    Come on *****
    Its them pimpin, ballin, gangster macks
    Theys old school caddies with them bows and racks
    The new school bens with them bows to match
    But its the Birdman daddy got them O's of crack
    A ***** off the diet cause a ***** gettin fat
    Them throwback jerseys with them throwback hats
    Burberry timbs with the fence to match
    And I'm so so fly, and mommy like that
    Ounces of that purple and we do it by the sac
    Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
    Nothing to a gangsta ***** choak your strap
    We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
    Them 20" rims and them tires are flat
    There ain't no question, that stunna is a mack
    A ***** thought it was over but ***** we back
    With daimonds in the middle PIMP, daimonds in the back *****
    (Chorus: Mannie Fresh - repeat 2X)
    Every Place that I went to
    About a hundrend bad broads say they sent you
    A picture of themselves but naked, ya heard
    They all wanna be Ms. Bird, Ms. Bird
    (Baby)
    You know I got that Crystal on the rocks
    You see a *****'s jewels, no name on the watch
    Until a ***** die these cops gon watch
    But I don't give a **** *****, the **** don't stop
    All I'm trying to do is stack a knot
    Them aligator seats with them brand new drops
    Them hoes gonna jock cause they see a ***** hot
    Riding on my jet skiis behind a ***** yot
    Ten up in my ear ma ten up on a watch
    Real hot girls gonna jock a spot
    So grab a ***** **** ***** drop it like its hot
    The same old ***** off them up-town blocks
    I came around your corner and I **** your spot
    It's (?) and I serve your block
    A Cash Money hot boy and I pop the lock
    A know beat boy with the rooka rooka rock biotch
    (Chorus) - 2X
    (Mannie Fresh)
    Now Dada, Barbara, Kiesha, Tarisa and Dawn
    I'm tired of having *** and I want to go home
    But I cant leave yet cause they kissing each other
    Plus I'm hot and I'm horny, I'm getting my rubbers
    What that tatoo on your tittie say, Hood Rich
    Let me your ass, oh wolves' *****
    God damn Ms. Kiesha ain't your momma a teacher
    Your sister is a mister and your daddys a preacher
    Now you's a mixed up screwed down dike type chick
    If you ain't eating ***** then you sucking good ****
    Now every place that I go to
    About a hundred grimey ****** say the know you
    And they all got that movie that you made with that man
    Don Da Don Don Don, stop playin
    If you seeee, the movieeee (triple x bitoch)
    (Chorus) - 2X