fam made us But they don't really matter, we escape em with our paper "Hey ya", I'm on my Andre 3000 I'm all good now, a n-gga don't need no counseling
ain't paid and Nique Nique ain't straight Would your favorite song about the whips, money and shit Be relevant if you found out the money wasn't rich
y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasin', tell
money if I recall It's to give, I guess, I'll pass it on Mother thinks it'll lift the stress of Babylon Mother knows, my mother she suffered blows I don't
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway Say money, money wont get you too far, get you too far It feels like we haven't seen each other in years Why don't
be Well that money is a waste of fame You didn't earn it You don't deserve it True love doesn't cost a thing Don't try to buy it You can't return it
'cause my dawgs ain't there The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It don't matter who's hot, who's out
high, don't get you high no more? When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more When you're expected to win, they ain't surprised no more Hold
m only sizin' you niggaz from the waist up And I ain't, wettin' no parts you can't touch with makeup Mr. Jacob without the Ladder It don't matter, clap
the top down on the highway and feel the breeze We can feel the breeze Baby we can kiss the sky, don't matter if we never come down We ain't never comin
I said If you don't wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule Don't hold
this too long (You don't have to wait, you don't have to wait on him, baby) All that you need I can give you (You don't have to wait, you don't have to
' We 'bout to have another fight I was hopin' for once, we could have a good night If you love me, why don't you show it? If you need me, why don't you
Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make
't loud) P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (Yeah) So, when you hear somethin', make sure you hear it right Don
And I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm Yeah, it's Mr. Savage Life Yeah, I give it to ya like you never ever had it like I don't know her name, we just
hate there's a thin ass line I think we all can agree last summer was mine And if ya don't say my name, den you wastin' ya time And if I don't rub my
a nigga won't go broke Then he put us in jail, now, a nigga can't go vote So I spend dough on these hoes is strippin' She ain't a politician honeys a